Re: President_dudley's Persistent State
Tif
> Hiya kids,
>
> Like the feller said, i apologise for the length of this post; had i
> more time, i'd write a shorter one.
Since you lack some, I will lend you some of mine
dressed in a few words
i hope they are allowed in :
color?
metallic shiny reflective blue star
waving in the wind
you go up , you go light
man is not alone
the first light of the rededication happens tomorrow at the turning,
from dark to light, shabbat shalom.
.
>
> Me: uh, hi man.
> Phil: Hi.
> My buddy: Great concert man.
> Me: uh yeh.
> Phil: Glad you liked it.
> [awkward gawky pause]
> Me: uh, would you autograph my draft card?
> [half a heartbeat pause]
> Phil: Sure.
> [& he did; there followed another pause]
> Phil, looking around the darkened streets: You know anyplace around
> hear i can get a steak?
> Us, being kids from the sticks: uh, no.
> {
>
me2: You know anyplacearoundhere i can get a light?
Phil : ( Phil Ochs )
Me : Not sure who me iis. Could be the Captain.
me2: rides and plays new game of life. One who conveys a Shabbat to
you and a Shalom. In other words, may your Hanukah rededication be a
strong and pleasant one. This wish goes to anyone who cares to make it
theirs,
in earnest joy.
Take good care and be a wear, the darkened streets are treacherous.
This is why we rededicate the menorah , we need the light as much as
it needs us.
~ a tif already anticipating the sound of drums on solstice night,
Hallel, Hallelu, Hallel-Hu-Yah,
Halleluyah~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ssssh~~~~tshu'kah!
and a blessed Hanukkah too, Yea'' and with one more :-) for the road,
a merry Christmas and a'comin' 2009. Lots of movement in the wind,
hold on to your hats and enjoy your ride. tif.
Just Walkin'
> On Nov 28, 1:15 pm, President_dudley <dud...@cloud9.net> wrote:
>
> > Hiya kids,
>
> This is why we rededicate the menorah , we need the light as much as
> it needs us.
>
President_dudley
Herewith Phase 5, persistently..
Dear Ya'll,
Happy Hanukkah, Festival of Lights.
Happy Solstice, the day of Least Light, when the Light begins to
Return.
Happy Christmas:
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Luke 2 (King James Version)
1And it came to pass in those days, that there went out a decree from
Caesar Augustus that all the world should be taxed.
[...snip...]
13And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly
host praising God, and saying,
14Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward
men.
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Happy Kwanzaa:
http://www.officialkwanzaawebsite.org/NguzoSaba.shtml
That said, here obliquely, bobContent.
Chicago columnist Mike Royko was a friend of Chicago broadcaster Studs
Terkel.
Mr. Terkel once had Bob Dylan on his programme.
Here's Mr. Royko's retelling of the Nativity story.
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19dec1967
Mary and Joe Chicago-Style
Mary and Joe were flat broke when they got off the bus in Chicago.
They didn't know anybody and she was expecting a baby.
They went to a cheap hotel. But the clerk jerked his thumb at the door
when they couldn't show a day's rent in advance.
They walked the streets until they saw a police station. The desk
sergeant said they couldn't sleep in a cell, but he told them how to
get to the Cook County Department of Public Aid.
A man there said they couldn't get regular assistance because they
hadn't been Illinois residents long enough. But he gave them the
address of the emergency welfare office on the West Side.
It was a two-mile walk up Madison Street to 19 S. Damen. Someone gave
them a card with a number on it and they sat down on a bench, stared
at the peeling green paint and waited for their number to be called.
Two hours later, a caseworker motioned them forward, took out blank
forms, and asked questions: Any relatives? Any means of getting money?
Any assets?
Joe said he owned a donkey. The caseworker told him not to get smart
or he'd be thrown out. Joe said he was sorry.
The caseworker finished the forms and said they were entitled to
emergency CTA bus fare to Cook County hospital because of Mary's
condition. And he told Joe to go to an Urban Progress Center for
occupational guidance.
Joe thanked him and they took a bus to the hospital. A guard told them
to wait on a bench. They waited two hours, then Mary got pains and
they took her away. Someone told Joe to come back tomorrow.
He went outside and asked a stranger on the street for directions to
an Urban Progress Center. The stranger hit Joe on the head and took
his overcoat. Joe was still lying there when a paddy wagon came along
so they pinched him for being drunk on the street.
Mary had a baby boy during the night. She didn't know it, but three
foreign-looking men in strange, colorful robes came to the hospital
asking about her and the baby. A guard took them for hippies and
called the police. They found odd spices on the men, so the narcotics
detail took them downtown for further questioning.
The next day Mary awoke in a crowded ward. She asked for Joe. Instead,
a representative of the Planned Parenthood Committee came by to give
her a lecture on birth control.
Next, a social worker came for her case history. She asked Mary who
the father was. Mary answered and the social worker ran for the nurse.
The nurse questioned her and Mary answered. The nurse stared at her
and ran for the doctor. The doctor wrote "Post partum delusion" on her
chart.
An ambulance took Mary to the Cook County Mental Health Clinic the
next morning. A psychiatrist asked her questions and pursed his lips
at the answers.
A hearing was held and a magistrate committed to Chicago State Mental
Hospital on Irving Park Road.
Joe got out of the county jail a couple of days later and went to the
county hospital for Mary. They told him she was at Chicago State and
the baby had been placed in a foster home by the Illinois Department
of Children and Family Services.
When Joe got to Chicago State, a doctor told him what Mary had said
about the baby's birth. Joe said Mary was telling the truth. They put
Joe in a ward at the other end of the hospital.
Meanwhile, the three strangely dressed foreign-looking men were
released after the narcotics detail could find no laws prohibiting the
possession of myrrh and frankincense. The returned to the hospital and
were taken for civil rights demonstrators. They were held in the
county jail on $100,000 bond.
By luck, Joe and Mary met on the hospital grounds. They decided to
tell the doctors what they wanted to hear. The next day they were
declared sane and were released.
When they applied for custody of Mary's baby, however, they were told
it was necessary for them to first establish a proper residence, earn
a proper income, and create a suitable environment.
They applied at the Urban Progress Center for training under the
Manpower Development Program. Joe said he was good at working with
wood. He was assigned to a computer data processing class. Mary said
she'd gladly do domestic work. She was assigned to a course in key-
punch operating. Both got $20-a-week stipends.
Several months later they finished the training. Joe got a job at a
gas station and Mary went to work as a waitress.
They saved their money and hired a lawyer. Another custody hearing was
held, and several days later the baby was ordered returned to them.
Reunited finally, they got back to their two-room flat and met the
landlord on the steps. He told them Urban Renewal had ordered the
building torn down. The City Relocation Bureau would get them another
place.
They packed, dressed the baby, and hurried to the Greyhound Bus
station.
Joe asked the ticket man when the next bus was leaving.
"Where to?" the ticket man asked.
"Anywhere," Joe said, "as long as it is right now."
He gave Joe three tickets and in five minutes they were on a bus
heading for Southern Illinois--the area known as "Little Egypt."
Just as the bus pulled out, the three strangely dressed men ran into
the station. But they were too late. It was gone.
So they started hiking down U.S. 66. But at last report they were
pinched on suspicion of being foreigners in illegal possession of
gold.
-30-
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Merry Crimblemas, and god, if any, bless us everyOne.
dudley
Dr_dudley
Lost time is not found again
--bobDylan
Truer words have not been spoken.
OK, mebbe truer, but those are pretty good.
Once again, and in an increasingly narrowing gyre of gravity-
accelerated frequency, it's the end of a "year", arbitrarily dated
31dec.
Had i my druthers, "new" wd coincide with a solstice or equinox. No
one consulted me.
In any event, i'm left with dribs and drabs i'd meant to address, and
which now take on the character of table scraps to be fed to the dogs.
Before i do that, and in brief, see if there's anything here ya'll wd
like. Out with the new & in with the old, like my granMa always said.
Apropos of this venue, i sometimes think about new bobDylans. I thnik
my fave, other than bob hisSelf, wd be John Prine.
Second Place, Broooce.
I know a lot of dylanista have only scorn for Mr. Springsteen,
sometimes with cause, but i like him. Partly because he and i came up
pretty much the same time, him only a few miles up the road from me.
That is, we're both Jersey boys.
I have Bruce stories to tell, and might yet, but today's passage will
centre on my niece. She's a Jersey Girl (yes i know who wrote it), and
a broooceFan, as those conditions are covalent.
For the past several years at Christmas, after she suggested that
adults in the family don't gift each other, i've still given her a
bruceBoot.
This year, it was Bruce's final show of the Rising Tour, 04oct03. Shea
Stadium, NY. When she opened her present, she was like a little girl
"I was THERE... and so was dylan!"
At the end of CD3 i threw in a few bob-educating tracks. Here's the
bob-related stuff from that Gift.
Here's broooce & bob from that show, a ragged but dirtily serviceable
H61 (11.66 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/ys9eiz
Here broooce induces bob into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame (1988?)
in Cleveland (city of light city of magic), OH (8.44MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/6bpqub
Here, at that same occasion, they perform FY (8 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/yk2y61
Here, same year? "I want to tell you I'm not here for or against any
government," Springsteen said, as he pointedly introduced his
rendition of the Bob Dylan ballad Chimes of Freedom. "I came to play
rock 'n' roll for you East Berliners in the hope that one day all the
barriers will be torn down." (12.3 MB}:
http://www.sendspace.com/file/gy69xy
I then included the Wilburys' broooce sendUp Tweeter for my niece's
educational purpose only; we have no need to go there.
Finally, since i'm unable to locate bob's acceptance speech at the
RnRHoF (got one anydoby?), i included for her his Oscar acceptance
(1.89 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/mn1xjy
That said, i had the opportunity to set with my missus & our younger
daughter over the holidays. We were having a meal together, takeout
Chinese i think.
We had on the television, and a young woman of african & american
descent appeared. I said "Is that Mary J Blige?", and rebecca said
"Very good dad" (like i'm no longer cognizant).
& i said, "Yeh, she was supposed to be in a VH1 docudrama portraying
Nina Simone. What happened to that???"
HopeFully, it set Becca to wondering "WTF, OMG, who's Nina Simone?"
or Not.
That said, i find no credible evidence that the Blige/Simone projekt
is in production. Sadly. I'd like that one.
Ms. Simone recorded a coupla bobSongs.
Here's her JLaW (6.7 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/zo0o8i
Justly, here's her JLTTB (6.58 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/pedqkd
Here's her own composition, & 2bYG&B (3.88 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/mpc46y
Here's Ms Blige herSelf, at the 1999 Eric Clapton benefit for
Crossroads, the rehab centre he supports where the Caribbean winds
blow. "Be Happy" (3.32 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/4xl7ch
It's my understanding that during her performance, the largely
whiteBoy audience went to grab another beer.
MuhSelf, while obviously Ms Blige is of aNother generation, and her
work is not being marketed to my demographic, i think she's quite a
talented young woman.
Speaking of female vocalists of the african-american persuasion, i've
got a goody which i can't post here. Has to do with Copyright
Infringement. Anyone who might be innerested, email me private.
Include the word Odetta in the subject line.
That said furthur, i was looking at the old grey Village Voice, and
found this book review, for those of us with 50$US to spare and an
elevated fondness for Huddie Ledbetter:
http://www.villagevoice.com/2008-12-31/books/reviving-lead-belly/
I have some issues with Mr. LeadBelly's post-mortem legacy, in that
everything he ever recorded seems to have been his composition; a
fellow name of Lomax might also share credit.
I have similar issues with Ralph Peer & A.P. Carter. 'Nuff said.
Here's Huddie, "Black Girl (in the Pines), (2.96 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/j6j9xh
Here's Pete on the same ditty (3.69 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/av1pv8
Innerestingly or no, here's a feller name of Kurt singin' a similar
song "Where Did You Sleep Last Night"(9.94 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/lzsc6p
Then hereWith, Huddie's Greatest Hit Irene (6.7 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/0u6pgx
& a bunch commie pinko folkies weaving the same song (5.28 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/ad7oci
Then here's Pete from his recording 1996 "Pete" tributing his buddy
Huddie (5.64 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/fgbjhq
Of course, for extra measure, i like also from that recording "Well
May the World Go" amongst it All (3.56 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/xq3ht8
That finally said, in the midst of composing this i had occasion to
Walk the Dogs up the Road. I couldn't help but notice that the missus
had purchased new leashes, replacing the old ragged & dirty ones.
I said "aaah, a new leash on life". If dogs walk constrained, why not
me?
Like my granMa always said, "the old in out, make it new".
Here, Special, nonNewBob, guest Acoustic (4.53 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/msbq5s
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A very Merry Xmas
And a happy New Year
Let's hope it's a good one
Without any fear
--john & yoyo
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Here's the .zipFile for those broadBandedly adequate (100.16 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/r6rv9l
& um er god bless ya'll with peace, tranquillity & goodWill.
Well may the world go, when i'm far away.
Thanks,
dudley
Dr_dudley
While i'm busy polishing my superBowl halfTime post, here's a few bits
& peaces, mostly nonBob but mostly bobRelated:
Here's the text of an ad from 30jan09 classifieds in the New York
Daily News, under "Collectibles":
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[a photo of a poster for BOB DYLAN, Vets Memorial Aud.]
*** BOB DYLAN ***
WANTED: 1963-65. New York/NJ concert posters. Will pay $3000 cash!
310-346-1965.
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I don't have any other details, nor do i suggest calling the number
unless yer scamProof. It seems to be a cellphone in Gardena or
Compton, CA; the carrier is Sprint.
Here's a coupla Bob-related, non-bob cover albums recently come to my
attention:
First, bob's relationships with Richard and Mimi Farina (and Joan B-a-
e-zed) have been well-documented elsewhere (see Hajdu, David
"Positively 4th Street").
Hence Caroline Doctorow's "Another Country: The Songs of Richard and
Mimi Farina".
Her website autoplays 3 songs from the recording, starting with "Bold
Marauder".
http://www.carolinedoctorow.com/
Apparently, Ms Doctorow can be heard this sunday, 01feb09, on wfuv.org
(90.7FM Fordham University, the Jesuit University in the Bronx, NY):
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8-11 AM, Sunday Breakfast: Long Island singer-songwriter Caroline
Doctorow performs the songs of Richard Farina, with the help of Pete
and Maura Kennedy.
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Live musical performances are usually during the 10 o'clock hour.
& yes, her father is E.L. Doctorow.
& yes, this is her cover of "I Want You":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YKpC8Kb2-i8
Second, while not disguising my guilty undertaking for Aztec Two-Step,
& hot on the heels of their involvement with the Kerouac Scroll,
they're making the rounds with their tribute to Simon & Garfunkel.
I can tenuously draw a link between dylan & simon in the singer-
songwriter category, and if pressed could argue that simon belongs in
the same class as bob, even if outclassed overall.
I'll leave that to anyone so bored as to need a topic of discussion.
Any anecdotes about bob in the early days heckling paul would be good
for a goof.
Here's a link to their website, where they offer "Time It Was", hosted
by Pete Fornatale (a name familiar to NYC area folk of a certain age).
Sadly, their soundSnippets shoot blanks in my browser.
http://www.aztectwostep.com/disctimeitwas.htm
Sorry i don't have much more on it, but here for the time being is a
link to pete's "Mixed Bag" programme on WFUV 17jan09:
http://wfuv.streamguys.us/archive/8748.asx
That said furthur, bob has on an occasion or two lauded Odetta,
suggesting that she turned him on to "folk" music or what have you.
I'll leave it up to those more knowledgeable to dig up the details.
Here's a performance, from WFUV 15feb05; with the Holmes Brothers.
LoFi for sure, annoyingly tinny but inspiring beyond the parameters of
HiFi, 80kbps 13MB:
http://www.sendspace.com/file/544s5l
(CAUTION: this is Stealing copyrighted Music back to my same old used
to be; prior to this lifeTime, i was one of the two thieves on
Calvary's hill.)
That said almost finally, a few years back "bobby" was honoured at the
Kennedy Center.
From this year's proceedings, Bettye LaVette nods to The Who, "Love
Reign O'er Me":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EJi6maTueSc
Purportedly, Babs turned to Pete & said "Did you really write that?".
Here, the Quadrophenia track, purportedly:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bKBATzh9q1g
Here Pete tries to top Bettye, in his "home demo":
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdPYtbV1vu0
Speaking of Her Barbraness, Michael Musto in the Hentoff-less Village
Voice has this:
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Q: I get what you're saying. Speaking of that golden night of prize-
giving, what did you think of the withering look Barbra Streisand so
adorably came up with on camera while Idina sang, "Don't Rain on My
Parade"? A: I am obsessed with this clip. I've worked with Idina and
will be stoned by gay men with bags of glitter for what I am about to
say, but Babs's face said it all. It was like amateur night at the
Levittown Jewish Community Center on Long Island! I don't get it.
Little girls and gay boys all over the world love Idina. I want to
just shake them and say, "Have you ever seen a video of Streisand or
Judy Garland or Eydie Gormé? That's a star. Idina is . . . very
lucky." Beyoncé, on the other hand, was great on the Kennedy Center
show. It was as if someone rewired her robot settings, and we saw
something understated and, dare I say, real? As for Ne-Yo . . . is he
single?
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Hence, here Idina:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=W86lmxTTC1E
Here, Beyoncé:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NQCr_rMs9-0
Here's a Babs, similarly-aged to these two young women, but
pitchPerfect as Ever:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fA8OmK3qslw
Gayly iconic or no, here's Barbra & Judy together again, happily:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S6LBQ08UX6s
Here finally, bob gets his KennedyWise:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=79C8VhvBq1A
There was this movie i seen one time:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t8I_qcutjZg
i thnik i sat thru it twice:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ajDin6c0cl4
ofCourse, were i bob, which ofCourse i'm not, i'd like best to be
remembered for This:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yHq_8X3BOXs
Gosh i hope all this stuff works; i still am working thru this first
Wave of economic layOffs. See what's ahead, eh? No sense worrying.
i do believe it'll all work out fine, unLess we all give up.
Take it,
dudley
Dr_dudley
You whom i cannot betray.
In light of recent posts along this open road regarding Leonard Cohen,
i've determined to unTable this perfect offering which i had thought
to shelve.
One of those posts can be found hear:
http://groups.google.com/group/rec.music.dylan/browse_thread/thread/8a4014323a4ed57c?hl=en#
In another thread, our esteemed associate Tif quoted Lenny's "Anthem":
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There is a crack in everything
That's how the light gets in.
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I had thought to engage in a sophomoric essay comparing/contrasting
Leonard & Bob (Pass/Fail, graded on a curve).
I had thought to offer visual proof, using a photograph each of them
where by covering the headShot above the nose, it's difficult to tell
who is who. Much like Jason Robards, Jr. & Humphrey Bogart.
I had thought to find the source of their conversation where dylan
asked cohen how long it took him to write a particular song: "Twelve
years" and cohen asked dylan how long it took him to write a
particular song: "O, about twenty minutes".
I had thought to deflect the suggestion that bob's meteoric rise to
monetary success as a singerSongwriter had impelled lenny into that
avenue by linking a photo of a much younger l.Cohen in country/Western
garb slinging a guitar.
My thoughts were derailed by my unpaid interned Research Assistant
Maya Kalpa's latest job action. She is petitioning for longer hours
and less pay.
I have explained to her that i can pay her no less, even by halving
the nothing she receives, nor can i offer her longer hours as sixty
minutes is the limit so far as i know.
And as bob has said, nothing from nothing leaves no limit.
I had thought also, having contemporaneously listened to audio of a
somewhat older Dylan performing this past autumn at a venue in
Northern Manhattan, to delineate my thinking regarding their current
performances.
So i went out on the prowl unassisted, seeking LeonardShows to balance
against the 21nov08 BobShow in Northern Manhattan.
& have since determined whom next i'd pay money to see hear perform.
That's why i'm leaving it all up to you. Take yr favourite bobShow of
'08, and balance it against these, leonard's '08 performance at
Glastonbury, where possible.
Take into account, as i have, tunefulness & proximity to pitch,
intonation & diction (tell me what'd he say), audience interaction &
showmanShip, band performance of arrangements, and any other criterion
significant to you.
Hearwith, links to U2Bs of Lenny '08. Sadly, many clips are clipped
fore or aft; where Glastonbury performances were too short, i've found
alternates as Noted.
Leonard Cohen
Glastonbury
29jun08
01 'Dance Me To The End Of Love'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XyLr6X5tkN8
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D2D_w0ORVz0
02 'The Future'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K57aLWtka9M
03 'Ain't No Cure For Love'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DoQ_xbmV4VI
04 'Bird On A Wire'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XgmMOPYgi48
05 'Everybody Knows'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j9WrWG-UwD0 (partial)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OsfvvPHicOs&feature=PlayList&p=6778D210C94FAF20&playnext=1&index=14
(Manchester)
06 'Who By Fire'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9QqJYgzPFR4&feature=PlayList&p=1C96A0EB6035929B&index=12
(clipt)
07 'Hey, That's No Way To Say Goodbye'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gCxd_jwGFM8 (Lisbon)
08 So Long, Marianne'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pvtzO82OeyU
09 'Tower Of Song'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EPPuuXlKXxM
10 'Suzanne'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aezsbd4pP3g
11 'Hallelujah'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_tPQQLMXmQ4
12 'Democracy'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6gj_z5dTgw (Lisbon)
13 'I'm Your Man'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yTDKO0k8QrM (Newfoundland)
14 'Closing Time'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8E_rAjF4aZU (Newfoundland)
15 'Anthem'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BvcX5RMBwbk
16 'First We Take Manhattan'
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xjLCAxokbEU
That said, here's a .zip file of the audio for these videos. Good luck
and god bless (a whopping 114.16MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/gsb3tc
I could of course post 'em individually on request, or give fishing
lessons, either way i don't care. Just take care ice fishing, given
the recent early hint of spring.
That said furthur, i'd thought to quote Mr. Cohen [cf: bob's comments
re: smoking circa NS/SP]:
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I lost a note or two in the bass register when I gave up smoking. But
I’ve found some higher registers. I can’t go as low, but I can go
higher. I’ve never thought of myself as a singer anyway. . . I’ve been
free from those considerations because so many people over the years
told me I don’t have a voice. I kind of bought that. I never thought
that much about it to begin with. I knew I didn’t have one of the
great voices. As my Damon Runyanesque lawyer used to say, “none of you
guys can sing. If I want to hear singing, I’ll go to the Metropolitan
Opera.”
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That said finally, i'd thought to quote from that same innerView:
}
I went to his concert. It was terrific. I’ve been to many Dylan
concerts. This one, there was a walkway from the hotel to the
auditorium, so you could enter into this private area, the people who
had boxes. We were in one of those boxes. First of all, I’ve never
been in a private box in an auditorium. That was fun. And a lot of
members of the band came. But it was very loud. Fortunately, Raphael,
our drummer, had earplugs, and he distributed them. Because our music
is quite soft and that’s what we’ve been listening to for three or
four months.
As Sharon Robinson said, Bob Dylan has a secret code with his
audience. If someone came from the moon and watched it they might
wonder what was going on. In this particular case he had his back to
one half of the audience and was playing the organ, beautifully I
might say, and just running through the songs. Some were hard to
recognize. But nobody cared. That’s not what they were there for and
not what I was there for. Something else was going on, which was a
celebration of some kind of genius that is so apparent and so clear
and has touched people so deeply that all they need is some kind of
symbolic unfolding of the event. It doesn’t have to be the songs. All
it has to be is: remember that song and what it did to you. It’s a
very strange event.
{
I apologise, friend, for the length of this post, and i thank you for
your kindness in staying this course. Had i the Time, i'd have made it
half so long.
Ring them bells that still can ring,
dudley
Tif
> Thank you so much, friend,
>
> You whom i cannot betray.
>
> In light of recent posts along this open road regarding Leonard Cohen,
> i've determined to unTable this perfect offering which i had thought
> to shelve.
>
> 02 'The Future'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K57aLWtka9M
> 03 'Ain't No Cure For Love'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DoQ_xbmV4VI
> 04 'Bird On A Wire'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XgmMOPYgi48
> (Manchester)
> 06 'Who By Fire'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9QqJYgzPFR4&feature=PlayList&p=1C96A0E...
Dudley, i tried to answer your number 14 and I can't get in. Do the
googles freeze our writings after a while. If so, Got to throw all
copyrights to the sky and bring the issue to the boss. Comin' to think
of it, he is too busy as it is, so we'll just have to create a world
anew.
Is there an internet available to groups, all already here welcome,
all fans for sure.
anyway, MadHatter, i may just have to go and answer your Feb 9 in
another kind of way.
What's your feelings about tele path y. Too hoopa for the crowds at
large, too many reasonable uncles ?
This one is ready to drive the distance and the hoopa for a smile and
a slide.
I am still learning how to fish the ocean clean and the currents
vibrant. No plan is too ambitious or too impossible when it finds its
alignment with the Source. Only because it's just too perfect then.
Swim through, swim on, swim Home. Swift and Slow.
tif.
Dr_dudley
My esteemed colleague Tif,
Blessings on u & urs.
On Feb 9, 11:46 pm, Tif <pasterna...@gmail.com> wrote:
>
> Dudley, i tried to answer your number 14 and I can't get in. Do the
> googles freeze our writings after a while. If so, Got to throw all
> copyrights to the sky and bring the issue to the boss. Comin' to think
> of it, he is too busy as it is, so we'll just have to create a world
> anew.
> Is there an internet available to groups, all already here welcome,
> all fans for sure.
I'm not certain what number 14 was, but yes apparently Gurgle freezes
time to where we can only Reply to Author. Something to be aware of.
Sometimes i'd like to reply to something but time has passed me by.
The alternative likely is a real Newsreader & a connection to a bona
fide, old school newsgroup server.
>
> anyway, MadHatter, i may just have to go and answer your Feb 9 in
> another kind of way.
> What's your feelings about tele path y. Too hoopa for the crowds at
> large, too many reasonable uncles ?
>
Telepathy mebbe; i'm open to things not dreamt of in everyday reality.
I know strange things can happen. One time i had a dream, much of it
forgotten, but on waking i remembered hearing a guy's name, and words
spoken about him.
When i went into work i found out he had been laid off.
I told some guys about this & it spooked them out. Me too.
> This one is ready to drive the distance and the hoopa for a smile and
> a slide.
>
> I am still learning how to fish the ocean clean and the currents
> vibrant. No plan is too ambitious or too impossible when it finds its
> alignment with the Source. Only because it's just too perfect then.
>
> Swim through, swim on, swim Home. Swift and Slow.
>
I had hoped to find 4 u the McGarrigles performing "The Swimming
Song". Alas, no U2B. Here instead its composer, a former New Dylan,
live:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdfXHWUKm-8
Here, tho', various of the McGarrigle clan & friends rock out on an
elderly tune:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4YrfLnlrquo
Here bob does the same song Justice:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXZxMFzigUQ
That said, to return to the former Mr. McGarrible, coSpawner of Rufus
& Martha IINM, here's a fan slideShow of scritchy vinyl (i'll pass 4
now on his Greatest Hits "Dead Skunk", "I Wish I Was a Lesbian" &
"Rufus Is a Tit Man"):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rprcF0KRAy8
Not sure if this is faithful pitchwise; gimme a minute, let me get it
together.
That said finally, a blind item (you get a line, i'll get a pole... we
can go fishin' too):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mVWWmIXKxk
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F8_UrXl7gjo
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VJkzmS_WTQI
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9-QVWyyvrWA
Like my granMa allus said: "Let not yr heart be troubled, neither let
it be afraid".
Yrs in all Thnigs, dylna & other, & respectfully,
dudley
Tif
> Shd this doublePost, i 'pologise.
>
> My esteemed colleague Tif,
>
> Blessings on u & urs.
>
> On Feb 9, 11:46 pm, Tif <pasterna...@gmail.com> wrote:
>
>
>
> > Dudley, i tried to answer your number 14 and I can't get in. Do the
> > googles freeze our writings after a while. If so, Got to throw all
> > copyrights to the sky and bring the issue to the boss. Comin' to think
> > of it, he is too busy as it is, so we'll just have to create a world
> > anew.
> > Is there an internet available to groups, all already here welcome,
> > all fans for sure.
>
> I'm not certain what number 14 was, but yes apparently Gurgle freezes
> time to where we can only Reply to Author. Something to be aware of.
> Sometimes i'd like to reply to something but time has passed me by.
>
> The alternative likely is a real Newsreader & a connection to a bona
> fide, old school newsgroup server.
>
>
>
> > anyway, MadHatter, i may just have to go and answer your Feb 9 in
> > another kind of way.
> > What's your feelings about tele path y. Too hoopa for the crowds at
> > large, too many reasonable uncles ?
>
> Telepathy mebbe; i'm open to things not dreamt of in everyday reality.
Stay that way and you will see things like never before. This is a
magnetic year.
>
> I know strange things can happen.
In my world, what used to be strange has become common occurence. I
am getting happily used to it.
One time i had a dream, much of it
> forgotten, but on waking i remembered hearing a guy's name, and words
> spoken about him.
>
> When i went into work i found out he had been laid off.
>
> I told some guys about this & it spooked them out. Me too.
Maybe it is just a guy vs a gal perspective but when a dream
manifests on the physical ground, it does not spook me out. The main
difference for me is that I now pay more attention to the event than
if the dream had not left a trace of itself on ground level, or if a
dream had not announced the 'real' event.
>
> > This one is ready to drive the distance and the hoopa for a smile and
> > a slide.
>
> > I am still learning how to fish the ocean clean and the currents
> > vibrant. No plan is too ambitious or too impossible when it finds its
> > alignment with the Source. Only because it's just too perfect then.
>
> > Swim through, swim on, swim Home. Swift and Slow.
>
> I had hoped to find 4 u the McGarrigles performing "The Swimming
> Song". Alas, no U2B. Here instead its composer, a former New Dylan,
> live:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FdfXHWUKm-8
>
> Here, tho', various of the McGarrigle clan & friends rock out on an
> elderly tune:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4YrfLnlrquo
>
> Here bob does the same song Justice:http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXZxMFzigUQ
>
> That said, to return to the former Mr. McGarrible, coSpawner of Rufus
> & Martha IINM, here's a fan slideShow of scritchy vinyl (i'll pass 4
> now on his Greatest Hits "Dead Skunk", "I Wish I Was a Lesbian" &
> "Rufus Is a Tit Man"):http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rprcF0KRAy8
>
> Not sure if this is faithful pitchwise; gimme a minute, let me get it
> together.
>
> That said finally, a blind item (you get a line, i'll get a pole... we
> can go fishin' too):http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8mVWWmIXKxkhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=F8_UrXl7gjohttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VJkzmS_WTQIhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9-QVWyyvrWA
>
> Like my granMa allus said: "Let not yr heart be troubled, neither let
> it be afraid".
>
> Yrs in all Thnigs, dylna & other, & respectfully,
> dudley
Thanks for your good words and your good music Venerable Dudley.
tif.
Dr_dudley
subRosa, never to be recaptured, bob does lenny, hallelujah:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tgHCJzi3g9Y
bob does another Hallelujah, I'm Ready2Go:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_ogobEseKco
Finally from rec.music.dylan '00, including some longForgotten names,
my first effort at Bob v Lenny, including the erstwhile & sorelyMissed
Lord Fonvielle's stinging retort (good luck on this link):
Now technologically surpassed those days, from Leonard's '73
LiveSongs, Queen Victoria (recorded IMS in a motel room in Tennessee)
(4.7MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/6gh46i
Here lenny passes thru from that same recording, written by R.
Blakeslee (5.62MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/81qigf
Here, previously unknown to me, Joan (who has rung a bell or two on
her own, & here imitates Bobby) with Leonard, Buffy, Ramblin' Jack, &
the Pointer Sisters:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OftN1o-jjW0
Audio files of U2Bs available on request.
& finally, & i don't know why, i guess it's the spiritual equivalent
of trickleDown economy, a U2B previously posted by me of my granMa in
a fire&Brimstone mode:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rLCk066o9sU
& that's the way it was
Melia32
>
> You whom i cannot betray.
>
> In light of recent posts along this open road regarding Leonard Cohen,
> i've determined to unTable this perfect offering which i had thought
> to shelve.
>
> 02 'The Future'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K57aLWtka9M
> 03 'Ain't No Cure For Love'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DoQ_xbmV4VI
> 04 'Bird On A Wire'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XgmMOPYgi48
> (Manchester)
> 06 'Who By Fire'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9QqJYgzPFR4&feature=PlayList&p=1C96A0E...
> (clipt)
> 07 'Hey, That's No Way To Say Goodbye'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gCxd_jwGFM8(Lisbon)
> 08 So Long, Marianne'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pvtzO82OeyU
> 09 'Tower Of Song'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EPPuuXlKXxM
> 10 'Suzanne'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Aezsbd4pP3g
> 11 'Hallelujah'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_tPQQLMXmQ4
> 12 'Democracy'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Y6gj_z5dTgw(Lisbon)
> 14 'Closing Time'http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8E_rAjF4aZU(Newfoundland)
Thank you so much for doing this, I am sure more than this Melia fan
appreciates hearing the man, it's good to see Leonard, see and hear
him. As I was watching and listening to the songs, occasionally I
would witness a word, a sentence, a comment, running through my mind,
but then it would disappear .
Now a strong impression remains : Leonard's eyes looking at the crowd
calmly, even as he sings " Who by fire "... from the Tower of His
Song. His conscious current is so much stronger than the drunkards'
unconsciousness. His river runs through, quietly, intensely, in the
landscape but not of the landscape.
Thank you again for ringing some bells. I do the same from time to
time and so does Leonard, obviously. Resonances touch each other,
vibrations activate others, and the world goes on with or without a
future, whenever we rest in the moment, the present, the now of our
life, the gift itself.
Melia
Dr_dudley
> Thank you so much, friends,
> I had thought to engage
I had thought also to note both Leonard & Bob's commentaries on
Christ's Sermon:
From Leonard's "Democracy" 1992:
}
It's coming through a crack in the wall;
on a visionary flood of alcohol;
from the staggering account
of the Sermon on the Mount
which I don't pretend to understand at all.
{
From Bob's "Up to Me" 1974:
}
We heard the Sermon on the Mount and I knew it was too complex,
It didn't amount to anything more than what the broken glass reflects.
{
I had thought also to ponder Leonard's lyric, from 1988's "Everybody
Knows":
}
And everybody knows that you're in trouble
Everybody knows what you've been through
From the bloody cross on top of Calvary
To the beach of Malibu
{
and to ramble on about the connection we make this neck of the woods
between that lyric line and bob's compound on that beach. Was Cohen
referencing Dylan? If so, to what extent does that connection extend
thru the rest of the song?
Who knows? or possibly cares...
And it came to my attention that this night, 19feb09, lCohen played
NYC for the first time in too many years and i missed it. Anydoby get
there?
And furthur it came to my attention that his "Live in London" from his
2008 tour is available for pre-order; for those of us for whom 3 live
leonard recordings are not enough. Apparently available on 2CDs or DVD
for 16.99$US.
This is the URL where i watched "Suzanne" from that DVD. I hope it
works for you:
http://www.amazon.com/Live-London-Leonard-Cohen/dp/B001RTP3Z0/ref=pd_bbs_sr_3?ie=UTF8&s=dvd&qid=1235119259&sr=8-3
Compare & contrast:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zqu3U05tkAw
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=30egIKHT-pM
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=czQoGSYBeHU
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aZIFavgLd38
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1yKIgy0V2qY
Discuss freely,
CyaL8r,
the dudeSter
Dr_dudley
Our mutual friend who shall remain nameless to protect his innocence
or to protest his experience has done a fine one recently.
He who travels backward in time & dresses like napoleon (no, not
Benjamin Button in epaulets).
This is a nice listen, and hear is his commentary:
}
Who was the first to record "Blowin' in the Wind" ?
The earliest Dylan cover I've been able to document is Blowin’ in the
wind by The Chad Mitchell Trio, recorded June 1962, and released on
their Kapp LP “In Action!”, later re-titled and reissued as "Blowin'
In The Wind." The New World Singers' “Blowin’ in the wind” that
appeared on "Broadside Ballads Vol.1" was also recorded in 1962, but
probably later in the year, although Bob Cohen claims he was first
(see below). These are the only two versions of the song I know of
recorded in 1962, before covering his songs became more commonplace
during 1963.
How did it all start? Dylan originally wrote and performed a two-verse
version of the song; its first public performance, at Gerde's Folk
City on April 16, 1962, was recorded and circulates among Dylan
collectors. Shortly after this performance, he added the middle verse
to the song. Some published versions of the lyrics reverse the order
of the second and third verses, apparently because Dylan simply
appended the middle verse to his original manuscript, rather than
writing out a new copy with the verses in proper order. The song was
published for the first time in May 1962, in the sixth issue of
Broadside, the magazine founded by Pete Seeger and devoted to topical
songs.In his sleeve notes for The Bootleg Series Volumes 1-3 (Rare &
Unreleased) 1961-1991, John Bauldie writes that it was Pete Seeger who
first identified the melody of "Blowin' in the Wind" as Dylan's
adaptation of the old Negro spiritual "No More Auction Block".
According to Alan Lomax's The Folk Songs of North America, the song
originated in Canada and was sung by former slaves who fled there
after Britain abolished slavery in 1833. In 1978, Dylan acknowledged
the source when he told journalist Marc Rowland: "'Blowin' in the
Wind' has always been a spiritual. I took it off a song called 'No
More Auction Block' — that's a spiritual and 'Blowin' in the Wind'
follows the same feeling." Dylan's performance of "No More Auction
Block" was recorded at the Gaslight Cafe in October 1962.
Says David Blue : “The night "Blowin' in the Wind'' was first heard by
an audience [Apr 16, 1962], Dylan and I had been killing the latter
part of a Monday afternoon drinking coffee [at the "Fat Black
Pussycat"] and bullshitting. About five o'clock, Bob pulled out his
guitar and a paper and pencil. He began to strum some chords and fool
with some lines he had written for a new song. Time passed and he
asked me to play the guitar for him so he could figure out the rhymes
with greater ease. We did this for an hour or so until he was
satisfied. The song was "Blowin' in the Wind.'' We decided to bring it
over to Gil Turner who was hosting the Monday-night hoots at Gerde's,
and we arrived about nine thirty or ten. Gerde's was packed with the
regular Monday night jam of intense young folk singers and guitar
pickers. We fought our way through the crowd down the stairs to the
basement where you waited and practiced until your turn to play was
called. It was a scene as usual. Gil Turner finally took a break and
came down to the basement to organize the next half of the show. Bob
was nervous and he was doing his Chaplin shuffle as he caught Gil's
attention. "I got a song you should hear, man,'' Bob said, grinning
from ear to ear. ''Sure thing, Bob,'' Gil said. He moved closer to
hear better. A crowd sort of circled the two of them. Bob sang it out
with great passion. When he finished there was silence all around. Gil
Turner was stunned. "I've got to do that song myself,'' he said.
"Now!'' "Sure, Gil, that's great. You want to do it tonight?'' "Yes,''
said Turner, picking up his guitar, teach it to me now."
Bob showed him the chords and Gil roughly learned the words. He took
the copy Bob made for him and went upstairs. We followed, excited by
the magic that was beginning to spread. Gil mounted the stage and
taped the words on to the mike stand. "Ladies and gentlemen,'' he
said, "I'd like to sing a new song by one of our great songwriters.
It's hot off the pencil and here it goes.'' He sang the song,
sometimes straining to read the words off the paper. When he was
through, the entire audience stood on its feet and cheered. Bob was
leaning against the bar near the back smiling and laughing. Mike Porco
bought us a drink. Later in the evening Bob went home with Suze, and l
split with some friends. Another moment in time ticked off. With a
lyric sheet on his mike stand, Turner became the first in a long line
to pose that lilting litany of metaphorical questions....Riotous
applause told Dylan, if he didn't know already, that "Blowin' In The
Wind" was his first classic. The next day Dave Van Ronk, who had been
working the Village scene far longer, begged to differ. "Jesus,
Bobby," he later recalled telling him, "what an incredibly dumb song!
I mean what the hell is blowing in the wind?" A few weeks later he had
the answer. "I was walking through Washington Square Park and heard a
kid singing, 'How much wood could a woodchuck chuck if a woodchuck
could chuck wood The answer my friend is blowin' in the wind.' At that
point I knew Bobby had a smash on his hands."
This is how Bob introduced the song at Gerde’s “Here's one that's
called "How Many Roads Must a Man Walk Down"....Here's a song that's
in sort of a set... set pattern of songs that say... a little more
than "I love you, and you love me, An'... let's go over to the banks
of Italy And we'll raise a half a family, You for me, and me for
me..."
Joan Baez remembers : “I don't remember the exact first time, but I
remember leaving Gerde's Folk City in New York City, and I heard Bob
do it, maybe not the first time, but he had just written it. And I got
into a cab and I was so excited. Bob put me in the cab, actually, and
I drove off and I wanted the world to know I'd been in on this
phenomenal episode, this incredible new song. And I was trying
[laughs] to tell the New York cab driver about it. "You wouldn't
believe this. I mean, this is amazing. This is real poetry." [laughs]
He said, "Does it rhyme?" [laughs] I said, "Yeah." He says,
"Okay." [laughs] He wasn't impressed. But something in me knew,
probably, it was one of the songs that would last forever. “
The New World Singers The New World Singers, Gil Turner, Bob Cohen,
Delores Dixon, and Happy Traum, were the very first to record this
song, in 1962. According to the Smithsonian Folkways site, the story
goes that Dylan approached Gil Turner backstage at a New World
Singers' performance with the words to Blowin' in the Wind, and asked
if he could sing it for him. Turner was so impressed that he asked
Dylan if he could take the song upstairs to the stage and perform it
with the group, and he did. Says Bob Cohen: “So one day Dylan says to
us: “Hey, I got this new song” and we go down to the basement at
Gerdes (filled with rats, roaches and other folkies) and he sings his
new song: “Blowin’ In the Wind” which was based on the melody of “No
More Auction Block”. In those days we spoke of “borrowing” tunes,
something Pete Seeger called “the folk process”. Woody Guthrie and Joe
Hill and even J.S. Bach had done it. We thought it was great and
started to sing it. We would bring Dylan up on that postage stamp of a
stage to sing it along with us. It seemed to me then as it does now
that his re-working or recreation of that spiritual carried on its
original message and was in itself a song of resistance to all the
injustice in the world. We would go on to sing it in Mississippi in
1963-64 where it became a civil-rights anthem. During our sets at
Gerdes, Dylan would sit at the bar drinking wine that we often bought
for him. He listened to us night after night. After about a year when
we made an album for Ahmet Ertegun, head of Atlantic records and son
of a Turkish diplomat, (Ahmet loved the blues and he is wonderfully
portrayed in the recent film “Ray”), Dylan would write the liner notes
for our album much in the same style he uses in his new book,
“Chronicles”, writing generously about each of us. Ironically, when we
sang “Blowin’ In The Wind” for Ahmet Ertegun he said that if we could
change the lyrics to make it a love song then he would include it on
our album! But we were too far into the essence of that song to change
it, singing it at college rallies to raise money for the Student Non-
Violent Coordinating Committee and its voter registration work in the
South. When Moe Asch (Folkways) decided to release an album of topical
songs on Broadside Records (Broadside, the topical song magazine that
first printed many of Dylan’s songs along with others) we were asked
to sing “Blowin’ In the Wind” and we did - making it the first
recording of that song, even before Bob did it on Columbia Records.”
"Blowin' in the Wind" has been covered by hundreds of artists.
Here is what I gathered :
1. Blowin’ in the wind – The Chad Mitchell Trio
2. Blowin’ in the wind – The New World Singers
3. Blowin’ in the wind (live) – Bob Dylan
4. No more auction Block – Odetta
5. No more auction Block – Pete Seeger
6. No more auction Block – Bob Dylan
7. Blowin’ in the Wind – Peter, Paul and Mary
8. Blowin’ in the wind – Bob Dylan (LP version)
9. Blowin’ in the Wind – Joan Baez
10. Blowin’ in the wind (first ?) – Bob Dylan
11. Blowin’ in the Wind – Bob Dylan at Gerde’s
Enjoy the Master
{
Here are, individually, the tracks:
1. Blowin’ in the wind – The Chad Mitchell Trio (4.17 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/37a6rv
2. Blowin’ in the wind – The New World Singers (4.16 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/93dk7k
3. Blowin’ in the wind (live) – Bob Dylan (6.51 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/9euuu8
4. No more auction Block – Odetta (3.7 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/fdcod9
5. No more auction Block – Pete Seeger (3.22 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/l25ar9
6. No more auction Block – Bob Dylan (4.85 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/t0k28w
7. Blowin’ in the Wind – Peter, Paul and Mary (4.73 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/02nblt
8. Blowin’ in the wind – Bob Dylan (LP version) (3.85 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/h2ac63
9. Blowin’ in the Wind – Joan Baez (4.29 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/dzofqz
10. Blowin’ in the wind (first ?) – Bob Dylan (4.62 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/wk9n0o
11. Blowin’ in the Wind – Bob Dylan at Gerde’s (10.14 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/a36qci
o yeh, if you got just a minute, here's a latterDay bob performance of
that ditty i'd like to add:
12. Blowin' in the Wind - Bob Dylan and his Band, UofMinn Northrop
Hall, 04nov08 (8.64 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/y4xqlv
}
Bob Dylans election-night victory speech, delivered from the
University of Minnesota's Northrop Auditorium stage in between encore
renditions of Like a Rolling Stone and Blowin in the Wind:
"Tony Garnier over there wearing his Obama button" (raises his
eyebrows)... Tony thinks its gonna be an Age of Light (chuckling)...
Well I was born in 1941, the year they bombed Pearl Harbor. Been
living in darkness ever since. Looks like thats all gonna change
now" (chuckling a bit).
Then he broke into Blowin In The Wind.
{
Here are, collectively, the .zip file (62.22 MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/snv1pv
Included in the .zip are some Nice Pix.
Here's the pixOnly if yuh'd like (209.92 kB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/4uwb6x
Hope ya'll like 'em.
(i will allow that my trust in our Source is beyond implicit and
farReaching; i haven't actually earChecked these files; please lemme
know of flaws. Also the original post was in the userUnfriendly .rar
format)
}
The LORD watch between me and thee, when we are absent one from
another
{
Genesis 31:49 [KJV]
benevolent wellWishes to you & yrs,
dudley
Ken
Just a note to let you know that I find your posts highly readable,
extremely informative and very enjoyable. The information that you
share is passed on to us in almost a gazette-style, harkening even to
the style of the master himself and those who may be concerned if not
devoted to all things dylna. Mostly, the information you share is
generally without your own opinion on the matter which makes your
valuable contributions all the more refreshing.
Thank you for all your fine efforts.
Your faithful reader.
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Thank you Ken for helping me formulate in my mind my appreciation for
the Professor, one i would not have formulated otherwise. To you and
the President I now hand a precious gift. Some material (from 1985)
revised today, tuned and retuned. The body of the receiving itself
was consecrated in Jerusalem nd channeled in an interesting way... but
this is another story. I myself have changed much since those years
and keep changing, now faster and faster. Still retaining my basic
humanity though, along with my love for family and recognition of the
valor of community. After all, for the years remaining to us all when
we get fill our earthly shoes, we might as well be of this world, even
if only partially so
Oy, at some borders words begin to lose their meanings and only their
echo remains, giving meaning to the subtext.
At some borders words lose their meanings. Words but not love. Love
always runs deep. Some words do but then others don't. Always look
beyond the word itself.
I offer you *this" below and i do it in a spirit of honorable love a
love whose anchors do touch the ground, ever so lightly.
ALLOWING ( Surrender)
At the core of the creative act is an allowing
Be open to spirit’s surprises
allow what is not part of you to become you
Do not attempt to reshape the world
according to the dictates of your previous life dogmas,
consciously open yourself to receive breath.
No need to future, allow for guidance.
In the midst of busy mind
find refuge in the center of massive movement,
here all rest in divine order
all become His greater unknown.
Listen without impatience ~ ~ ~
you might hear
one word, one sound
receive me again without judgment.
What is important or not important is not for you to determine
for your mind is conditioned by that which is smaller than you.
Stay within the pulse of breathing
Fear and anxiety stop the emerging energy
Open ears and eyes of heart
( from the siddur for co-creators - 1985
the above 1985 transmission was slightly revised on February 27,
2009, p.m. in the halo of the head of the month of Adar and
in the light of the heart.) .32.
" He turned the water into wine
In the little Canaan town
The word went all around
He turned the water into wine."
( sung by JOHNNY CASH on the album : THE HOLY LAND )
Shabbat Shalom u Mevorach. tif.
Dr_dudley
For the benefit (from Latin "bene factus": "to do or make well or
good") of those of us who have been unable or uninclined, hearwith
mp3s of Leonard's twelveSongs 19feb09 at the Beacon Theater, NYC, from
NPR (i hope i got my pronouns correct). For archival (from the Greek
"ta arkheia": "public records") purposes only.
Here we go:
Dance Me to the End of Love (9.36MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/h0i4mk
The Future (9.35MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/del6mq
Chelsea Hotel (5.4MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/v6lnfi
Tower of Song (10.2MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/til7ut
Suzanne (5.12MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/7c68zz
The Partisan (MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/5juedn
Hallelujah (MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/63upoo
Recitation With N.L. (MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/ps6g2e
Take This Waltz (MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/2dgecp
So Long Marianne (MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/gop6tl
First We Take Manhattan (8.89MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/f3hf9q
Democracy (8.89MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/sl03jz
Here's the 12 songs in a .zip file (101.47MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/1ig593
Here is the text from the NPR page:
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Leonard Cohen, Live From The Beacon Theatre
By Bob Boilen
NPR.org, February 26, 2009 - First, this concert is historic and a
knockout. Leonard Cohen is a brilliant poet and songwriter. Second,
Cohen may be coming to a town near you — details are in this recent
blog post. If you have a chance to see him live, don't pass it up.
At 74, Cohen is no spring chicken. That said, his voice was in fine
form and his stage presence is so graceful and passionate that you may
rethink all those other great shows you've seen by younger artists.
This concert, from the gorgeous Beacon Theatre in Manhattan, finds
Cohen revisiting a body of work that's more than 40 years deep and
full of songs that have inspired every generation of songwriters
since: "Dance Me to the End of Love," "Bird on a Wire," "Chelsea
Hotel," "Sisters of Mercy," "Suzanne," "Hallelujah," "I'm Your Man,"
"Famous Blue Raincoat."
Cohen performs these songs with a talented band of musicians,
including his collaborator and singer Sharon Robinson, as well as his
other backup vocalists in The Webb Sisters. Here's the lineup:
Roscoe Beck, musical director, electric bass, stand-up bass,
background vocals
Rafael Bernardo Gayol, drums and percussion
Neil Larsen, keyboards
Dino Soldo, wind instruments, harmonica, keyboard, and background
vocals
Bob Metzger, lead guitar, pedal steel guitar
Javier Mas, banduria, laud, archilaud, 12-string guitar
Of these musicians, Mas is the one that Leonard Cohen would often get
down on one knee and serenade — when he's not stopping to listen. Mas'
performance on a variety of stringed instruments gave Cohen's sound a
European flavor, and reminded me at times of a sound I heard in
Portugal, called Fado. Fado is a bittersweet style music filled with
longing and yearning. I heard it in Leonard Cohen's music while
watching him perform at the Beacon Theatre, and it was wonderful to
know that, at 74, he's still injecting new life into his old classics.
Special thanks to MSG Entertainment and the Beacon Theatre.
{
That's about it really, except to say this is not a simple
regurgitation (from the Late Latin "regurgitare": "to overflow"),
which is not to say that regurgitation is simple.
Some birds do it sometimes to feed their young. Bees do it to make
honey. Cows do it to make milk. There we have it, the young in the
land of milk & honey. What greater endeavour, labour of Love, could i
perform (if not entirely selfLess)?
}
Well my friends are gone and my hair is grey
I ache in the places where I used to play
And I'm crazy for love but I'm not coming on
{
Certainly, friends, i hope at least 94% of this post has been half
intelligible (from Latin "intelligibilis": "that can understand, that
can be understood").
Gazetteeringly yrs,
dudley
___
o hear's one i almost forgot, if you've got 3min33sec; Ella Sings Cole
(4.91MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/vpr78b
Birds do it, bees do it
Even cows up in the trees do it
--colePorter
St. Annie
Bless you, Dudley!!!!!
Melia
>
> Bless you, Dudley!!!!!
A thread much to my liking!!!
To a Beautiful no line Day
Tomorrow!
Meliah
Dr_dudley
Waaalll, bless yore heart back at ya, Annie.
How's the volume on these?
They sounded good on my laptop, but transferred to my cheap little
personal listening device they're overwhelmed by the 7 train.
Lemme know, i can reprocess.
Else turn 'em up to 11.
More cowbellingly yrs,
dudley
Dr_dudley
I had meant to discourse hear on the nature of the Sacred and the
Profane, and how One informs the Other. Let's consider that a work in
progress.
I have instead lately focussed on our common human nature, which
cradles the best and the worst of both.
And in pursuit of my hobby, archiving for personal use audio and video
files, storing up treasure where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt,
and against the lean years to come when i have a lot of time but
little of money.
That said, i've always liked Charles Kuralt, to the extent that i made
a little tributary to him, now orphaned:
http://www.users.cloud9.net/~dudley/Stones/kuralt0.html
(The link to the song about Charles Kuralt has changed in the past 12
years; it still leads to the performer's pages, but you can find the
mp3 directly here:
http://www.kikomusic.com/saat/listen.html )
Altho' i watched the Vietnam War on television from a town adjacent to
the military base Fort Dix, New Jersey, i have no recollection of
Kuralt's dispatches from that theatre.
Likely i did see, sitting home with my family watching old Cronkite on
the seven o'clock news, his early "On the Road" episodes which were
aired on The CBS News with Walter Cronkite.
Reportedly, Uncle Walter initially opposed those installments,
thinking them not newsworthy. Having seen the first, he became an
ardent supporter of their inclusion.
Vignettes of an America perhaps only a memory now, these essays
included the likes of the swimming pig of San Marcos, Texas.
And years later Charles recounted how they went to great expense to
hire a fancy underwater camera rig to film that pig swim.
And how American farmers had written him to say "You fools. ANY pig
can swim".
I think also there was, might've been a summer replacement edition, a
fullblown hour-long "On the Road" series (the title perhaps borrowed
from Kerouac, but at first they considered "Travels with Charley", a
nod to Steinbeck). In short or long format, it was a Winnebago-driven
tour of the byways of America and the people who live there.
Apparently they went thru several of those big old houses on wheels
during the course of the programme.
And then later, "CBS Sunday Morning with Charles Kuralt".
I probably first became aware of the aging process at that time. My
girls were young but daily growing, and on Sunday mornings i sat and
watched "old people television". I'm the better for it, as Charles and
his cohorts presented news, analysis, arts and entertainment in a
manner suited for Sunday Morning, over bagel and coffee.
There's no point here in stirring it up with me about what came to be
known of his life after he died of Lupus. The "other woman" in Montana
who successfully sued for possession of the home they shared there
separate from his home and estranged wife in New York, who was
actually more forgiving of him than many of his former fans.
Think what you will, he always captured the best part of us, ignoring
what he knew to be the parts not so good, our shortcomings and
foibles. I prefer to remember him the same.
That said furthur, I'm not certain everyOne will quite grasp my Props
given hear. It don't matter.
Herewith a compendium, current links to Kuralt videos on U2B,
presented in the order returned my search.
O, & hear's a box of tissues; you'll likely need them for No. 10 if
not before.
This is the end; the scene within of nature with musical accompaniment
by nature itSelf lives on as a hallmark in "CBS Sunday Morning with
Charles Osgood".
01_Final appearance on CBS Sunday Morning (1994?):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HQM3Yr18TjU
02_University of North Carolina Bicentennial (1993):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rEgeCrkKWTY
03_New York City Blackout 1965 (unKnown):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Avcz29wg51Y
04_Cuero Turkey Trot, 1972
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RJ3spW5r1sI
05_From an OTR episode about the Best (uK):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=EBhFbcywzg4
06_Building of Brilliant (1984):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ba370oi09Xc
The two videos following are hourlong episodes of Charles with
Charlie, the third also from Mr. Rose's programme. As of this writing,
the first two are "private" & even a U2B account won't play 'em;
they're quite lengthy (who do these people think they are? i might be
able to post 'em; give me a minute let me get it together).
07_Charlie Rose Remembrance (uK):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9quvGPmNQVc
08_Charlie Rose: September 6, 1993:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FtREYmEdFZU
09_Hunter reads a letter that he wrote to Charles Kuralt:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N3xxjApsu5w
10_Thanksgiving In Prairie Mississippi (1978):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=adsc6kW1Spk
11_Still Fiddling In the Ozarks
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yljP2qyk6BU
12_Sunday Morning Postcards from Maine #1
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AbnwZuw1Buc
13_Presidential Profile: Thomas Jefferson (1988)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XlL_fQQaZIs
14_American Heritage.wmv:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XOB7RYI8JUo
Kuralt appears only briefly in this televised entertainment.
15_Murphy Brown - All the Life That's Fit to Print (3):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H04lEUXZiek
16_A Chip Off The Old Canoe:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7Jw4dCVnecA
Following, in 11 parts, an history of the medium which has become
pervasive in our lives, but which was at one time new.
17_When Television Was Young_1977_part 1:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AitN2fHSle4
18_When Television Was Young_1977_part 2:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5tpxU7Uj0Pw
19_When Television Was Young_1977_part 3:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H8-bLu-IS7U
20_When Television Was Young_1977_part 4:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=azYRp3Al17k
21_When Television Was Young_1977_part 5:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VYqXaamuX7w
22_When Television Was Young_1977_part 6:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ui1RkypY7jw
23_When Television Was Young_1977_part 7:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GYxYr4ET-u0
24_When Television Was Young_1977_part 8:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hausEVA8QoM
25_When Television Was Young_1977_part 9:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bXEgJvGuP9k
26_When Television Was Young_1977_part 10:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p28fE3YiQuY
27_When Television Was Young_1977_part 11:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LmH1jKooeh4
28_Long Island, Maine Secession Footage Part 1:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sjo9DxfpQ2s
29_ForslingHarris&Powers_JFK:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oyW1dad-oBo
30_A Stop Along The Trail:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-EY5RN6scec
31_Tom Sawyer Days In Hannibal:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=t7EircVhudo
o here's one i almost forgot, if u've got 2:53. It pretty much sums it
up (1994):
32_Andy Rooney (60 Minutes):
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LB86N8ACiz4
o pooh, removed for terms of use violation; shucks, what are we to do?
Try this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uiuNqMfF_vs
aawww jeez they keep adding em,
33_Letterman93LateShow:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_-k5Zfs7KJE
aawww jeez they keep removing em; what to do, what to do? Try this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9J3xEFUCEdY
& an upDate on Prairie, MS (see No. 10)...
34_Charles Kuralt Chandler Family Update:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kgMUMrrND4A
& finally, as we began with an ending, we end with a beginning,
28jan79, CBS News Sunday Morning.
I am unable to capture this one, as i have the previous 34. I'm not
easily beaten, but if anyOne can assist me here, 1500 blessings in
advance.
http://www.cbsnews.com/video/watch/?id=4763514n
Nor am i able to locate the episode i initially sought, of a railroad
crossing perhaps in Kansas, where during War Two the townspeople went
to meet the troop trains which regularly traversed the continent east
to west and vice versa.
And who prepared from their pantries and their hearts, from whatever
they might've had, a veritable feast for those young men, comfort and
a feeling of love and family for those who were probably for the first
time away.
Had i been able to find that, i'dve needed another box of tissue.
Excepting No. 35, i have all this stuff saved in .mp4 video & .mp3
audio formats. In the unlikely event someOne wants 'em, we cd make
arrangements.
}
Openly opposed to the fast paced, minimal information format of many
news broadcasts, through the years Kuralt has chastised television
executives for "hiring hair instead of brains." Quoted in TV Guide on
2 April 1994, Kuralt said, "I am ashamed that so many [anchorpersons]
haven't any basis on which to make a news judgment, can't edit, can't
write, and can't cover a story." As TV Guide's Neil Hickey reported,
these are all things Kuralt can do and for which he has been honored
with eleven Emmy Awards and three Peabody Awards.
{
Wa'all.
Like the feller said "Je n'ai fait celle-ci plus longue que parceque
je n'ai pas eu le loisir de la faire plus courte.". Or some such.
Thnaks for your time. Please apprise me of any shortcomings or
foibles.
Get it while ya can,
dudley
___
Herewith the Notes accompanying the U2Bs:
01: Charles Kuralt's final episode on CBS Sunday Morning
02: Charles Kuralt speaks at University Day on the 200th anniversary
of the founding of the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill,
October 12, 1993.
03: November, 1965. New York City and the northeast suddenly go dark.
Passengers are trapped inside subways and skyscrapers. But Vladimir
Horowitz plays Carnegie Hall by as scheduled--by flashlight. An
unforgettable night.
04: A 3.5 minute CBS Evening News Report by Charles Kuralt. Taped in
Cuero during the 1972 Turkey Trot. Walter Cronkite is the news anchor.
05: I loved this show and loved how he loved America and the
uniqueness of the people and what made us all so special. I was always
so envious of him being paid to travel all over like that.
06: The Schooner Brilliant (a.k.a Christine-Margaret, Logan James, and
Thomas Hoyne) was built alongside the Red Lion by Ferd Nimphius in
Neshkoro, Wisconsin. Charles Kuralt did a special feature on the
construction of the wooden vessels in 1984. Douglas Turnbull and
Charles "Jerry" Hodlmair commissioned the schooner Brilliant to be
built by Nimphius Boat Works.
07: First, a remembrance of CBS reporter Charles Kuralt of "On the
Road" with a rebroadcast of earlier conversations. Next, in honor of
the late broadcaster, Charles Kuralt, Charlie discusses his life and
legacy as a journalist with his friends and colleagues Morley Safer,
Wallace Kuralt and William Friday.
08: CBS News broadcaster Charles Kuralt, National Public Radio
correspondent and filmmaker Andrei Codrescu, and "The Magic Bus"
author Douglas Brinkley talk about America's long-held fascination
with road trips, travel around the country, and exploration.||Then
"Self" magazine editor Alexandra Penney discusses a wide range of
women's issues, the magazine industry, and her new book, "How to Make
Love to a Man Safely".
09: "I didn't find out that I was really a monster. That I betrayed my
friends as a youth. And walked on their heads. And was a liar. My main
problem was: I wasn't making enough money." [Hunter S. Thompson]
10: Charles Kuralt tells the story of the homecoming of 9 children of
Alex and Mary Chandler for parents' 50th wedding anniversary and
Thanksgiving in 1978. The family remembers the old sharecropper's
cabin and lifestyle. From humble beginnings, now all 9 children are
college grads.
11: A fiddle maker in the Ozark Mountains, interviewed 30 years ago by
CBS' Charles Kuralt, is still carving away at her creations at the age
of 90. Sharyn Alfonsi reports. (CBSNews.com)
12: Tim Sample in his first Postcard from Maine 1993 on CBS Sunday
Morning with Charles Kuralt.
13: From CBS News with Charles Kuralt. Recorded in 1988. [actually
Andrew Jackson]
14: A great video from Charles Kuralt. He talks about some key
locations within America and the history of the locations.
15: With appearances by Ed Bradley, Bob Dole, Linda Ellerbee, Orrin
Hatch, Steve Kroft, Charles Kuralt, Morley Safer, Alan K. Simpson,
Lesley Stahl, Mike Wallace.
16: Just like his grandfather-in-law, Bill Hafeman, who Charles Kuralt
met 26 years ago, Ray Bozel is one of America's last birch bark canoe
builders. Steve Hartman has more.
17: From April of 1977, here is part 1 of a CBS special called "When
Television Was Young," with the late Charles Kuralt. An excellent
special about TV in the 1950s, there is plenty of archival footage
here. Remember, this was shown in the late 70s, before we had 100+
cable channels, DVDs, video stores, or the Internet! If you're under
55, this is a great history lesson for you. If you're over 55, you may
well remember many of the shows in this special!!
18-27: Parts 2-11, "WTWY" as cited above.
28: Commentator Charles Kuralt.
In 1993, a small island in Casco Bay wrote itself a charter and
seceded from their mother-municipality of Portland. Due to lack of
services and high taxes, the islanders voted to become their own town
and so they did. The Town of Long Island's ten year anniversary was on
July 1, 2003 and in honor of the secession's decade old birthday, I
cut this footage for free exhibition at the historical society.
29: Vince Palamara pulls this one out of his vast Secret Service
related archives: A November 1988 CBS news clip featuring yet another
person who takes sole responsibility for asking the Secret Service to
remove the bubbletop from JFK's limousine on 11/22/63 in Dallas:
political 'operative' Betty Forsling Harris. In addition, an amazing
interview with top JFK aide Dave Powers (who rode in the Secret
Service follow-up car on 11/22/63) conducted by CBS Charles Kuralt
regarding Secret Service agent Bill Greer (the driver of JFK's limo)
and his guilt and responsiblity. Essential viewing.
30: Kuralt visits Register Cliff and Independence Rock in Wyoming
along the Oregon Trail.
31: Charles Kuralt's On The Road in Hannibal
Dr_dudley
For any of us still paying mind to this glob, an unsolicited update.
Some while ago i described stopping at a comfort station on the New
Jersey Turnpike, and seeing a group of elderly ladies and gents, some
of them identified by insignia as survivors of the attack on Pearl
Harbour, gathering at that site for what appeared to be a memorial
service.
I concluded:
}
A few miles later i was at a Wendy's for lunch, pondering why this
group of WWII veterans was commemorating a date which will live in
infamy at a bathroom on the New Jersey Turnpike.
{
Having last visited this rest area during Advent, i've returned in the
Lenten season. Here's what i found.
At the place where the veterans had gathered, a short paving-stoned
path, alongside which two beds that may later be planted but now
contain only two American flags, leads to a small monument no more
than 27 inches in height. On it is a plaque honoring the 2,403 who
died in the attack on Pearl Harbour, and hoping that travellers here
will rest easy.
That plaque furthur notes that the site was dedicated on 24-sep-97 (or
95), that infamous date when the extension of the New Jersey Turnpike
leading to Pennsylvania (Exit 6) was renamed "The Pearl Harbor
Extension".
And in front of it, a wreath with a banner indicating 2008 to mark
that service.
So there you have it.
That said, i've given up counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike;
i've begun instead counting the cars on the Garden State Parkway. On
both thoroughfares, tolls were increased 01-dec-08.
}
anyone lived in a pretty how town
by E. E. Cummings
anyone lived in a pretty how town
(with up so floating many bells down)
spring summer autumn winter
he sang his didn't he danced his did
Women and men(both little and small)
cared for anyone not at all
they sowed their isn't they reaped their same
sun moon stars rain
children guessed(but only a few
and down they forgot as up they grew
autumn winter spring summer)
that noone loved him more by more
when by now and tree by leaf
she laughed his joy she cried his grief
bird by snow and stir by still
anyone's any was all to her
someones married their everyones
laughed their cryings and did their dance
(sleep wake hope and then)they
said their nevers they slept their dream
stars rain sun moon
(and only the snow can begin to explain
how children are apt to forget to remember
with up so floating many bells down)
one day anyone died i guess
(and noone stooped to kiss his face)
busy folk buried them side by side
little by little and was by was
all by all and deep by deep
and more by more they dream their sleep
noone and anyone earth by april
wish by spirit and if by yes.
Women and men(both dong and ding)
summer autumn winter spring
reaped their sowing and went their came
sun moon stars rain
{
Until that time, Eustis, until that time,
dudley
Red Strange
Major move afoot as per R. C. plan to privatize huge sections of the
the U. S. public infrastructure. The very bandits just driven from
office now expect the public to turn over all roads and bridges to
private investors who will toll and meter everything under the cover
that the private sector does things better. Oh yeah? Who would you
rather have run our public infrastructure, GM or the US Post Office?
Watch out!
Dr_dudley
On Mar 31, 6:28 am, Red Strange <ziglveidtbshto...@hotmail.com> wrote:
> On Mar 31, 2:05 am, Dr_dudley <dud...@cloud9.net> wrote:
>
>
>
> > Hi ya'll,
>
>
> > That said, i've given up counting the cars on the New Jersey Turnpike;
> > i've begun instead counting the cars on the Garden State Parkway. On
> > both thoroughfares, tolls were increased 01-dec-08.
>
>
> Major move afoot as per R. C. plan to privatize huge sections of the
> the U. S. public infrastructure. The very bandits just driven from
> office now expect the public to turn over all roads and bridges to
> private investors who will toll and meter everything under the cover
> that the private sector does things better. Oh yeah? Who would you
> rather have run our public infrastructure, GM or the US Post Office?
> Watch out!
Noted, and point well taken. That thought had crossed my mind even as
i edited my post. Nor are we alone.
Patrick Buchanan in his 2007 "Day of Reckoning: How Hubris, Ideology,
and Greed Are Tearing America Apart" took note of just this situation:
}
Foreigners are now using the dollars we ship abroad to take control of
U.S. highways built by American taxpayers.
The 157-mile Indiana toll road that connects the Ohio Turnpike to
Chicago has been leased for seventy-five years to a Spanish company,
Cintra, and Australia's Macquarie. Indiana got $3.85 billion for
letting the toll road go, and Goldman Sachs $19 million for brokering
the deal. Cintra and Macquarie have leased the Chicago Skyway for
ninety-nine years. In 2005, Macquarie acquired the Dulles Greenway in
Northern Virginia. Centra [sic] is a partner in the Trans-Texas
Corridor, a 4,000-mile road network of 400-yard-wide superhighways,
with separate lanes for cars and trucks, and high-speed commuter rail,
and infrastructure for utility lines and oil and gas pipelines The
first leg would run from Laredo to Oklahoma. In 2006, Virginia leased
the Pocahontas Parkway near Richmond to an Australian consortium for
ninety-nine years.
Other states are rushing to lease their roads and grab the money. We
are selling our country for cash now. And any kid who ever played
Monopoly knows whow the game ends.
{
Of course, Mr. Buchanan's concern here is with the leasing of U.S.
highways to <<foreign>> concerns, but i'm certain that, if pressed, he
would defend our country against enemies both foreign and domestic.
[
As an aside...
Of course furthur, there are those 'round hear who will violently
disagree with anything from Buchanan; not so Hunter S. Thompson (who
was waaayyy anti-Nixon; Buchanan on the other hand <<worked>> for
Nixon). From Wiki:
}
Hunter S. Thompson considered Buchanan a friend. Buchanan was among
dozens who offered a statement in Rolling Stone after the journalist's
suicide in 2005.[136] About Buchanan, Thompson once wrote, "We
disagree so violently on almost everything that it's a real pleasure
to drink with him."[137]
{
In any event, usually it's good to look at something from the vantage
of someone whose elevation or degree of obliquity differs from the
place one always sets.
]
What's unclear to me with these hocked highways, whose responsibility
is maintenance, repair, and upkeep, the lessor or the lessee; whether
we're the lesser for it is clear.
Nor am i certain what happened to Goldman Sachs, or even their 1/2%
commission.
In any furthur event, i appreciate yr contribution to the proceedings.
Long may we run; i'll buy the first round,
dudley
Red Strange
We the taxpayers will probably give 'em the money to buy the road,
then they'll charge us to use it and maintain it. It's how the
Friedman variant works. Leesburg, VA had the first privatized highway
to my memory in modern times. Now the folks of Fairfax County know
what "Highway Robbery" is all about.
Good thing the wise voters of PA stopped that Ed Rendell character
from selling off the Pennsylvania Turnpike a bit back. Wasn't he the
one who bombed 9 blocks of downtown Phillie and killed a mess of
people to get rid of those MOVE squatters and shortly thereafter threw
young Mumia in jail for the past 29 years or so?
Mainly I am wondering if Bob'll sing a song when those same folk as
did all that compel the gubmint to sell off the Grand Coulee Dam. Bye
bye Mrs. Roosevelt.
Ya' reckon?
Just a spart on the line, the next two rounds are on me.
Dr_dudley
Unsolicited update re: Kuralt, Charles (September 10, 1934 – July 4,
1997).
Impelled by my research into Kuralt videos, and by my acknowledged
love of the man, i've lately finished reading for the third or fourth
time around his "America". I checked it out of my local Public
Library, even tho' somewhere in the clutter of my existence i own it.
I seem to remember this book once had a subtitle, "A Perfect Year". In
it, having resigned from CBS News, Charles essays a journey through
America, revisiting his favourite places at the perfect time... New
Orleans in January; Key West in February; Ketchikan in June; the Rio
Grande Valley in November; suchLike.
Reading any of Kuralt's books is much like listening to any episode of
"On the Road"; you can hear his voice, if you're familiar with his
voice, likely because he wrote and edited his own copy, spoke his own
words. Probably typed out on a battered old Remington or Underwood for
some time after their usefulness had been supplanted by word
processing machinery.
Not quite randomly but like a wine tasting, here's a vignette from his
July in Ely, Minnesota:
}
There was Dorothy Molter, who lived on an island in Knife Lake for
more than fifty years, harvesting ice in the winter to see her through
the summer, making friends with the mallards and chipmunks and
chickadees, if never quite the troublesome bears, and selling her
homemade root beer to thirsty paddlers who came calling. I portaged
and paddled the long trail into Knife Lake one long ago summer and
spent an afternoon with Dorothy on her island. She told me her life
story while i helped her wash out her root beer jars. Bob Cary, who
wrote a book about her, helped win Dorothy special permission to go on
living in the Wilderness Area until she died. A few years ago, in the
winter, alone on her island, she did. They hauled her cabin all the
way back to Ely by dogsled and set it up as a Dorothy Moster memorial
and museum.
{
From a website (explicitly http://www.rememberingcharleskuralt.com/editorial.htm
) which addresses Charles' indiscretions:
}
He drank too much, he smoked too much, he ate too much and, now, it
seems, he loved too much.
{
He may've also listened too much. Certainly, he describes in "America"
his many meals, the regional cuisines, and the restaurants high and
low, but also he addresses the music he hears. Hearwith, a few
passages, musicwise.
Hear, during a passage about street performers in Nawlins:
}
Some are old pros, like David Leonard and Roselyn Lionhart. She plays
guitar, mandolin, and several African instruments--kalimba, morimbula,
and the like--and he plays guitar, cornet, and harmonica. They both
sing. They are very good, and their open guitar case fills quickly
with cash whenever a crowd gathers.
Here is Roselyn explaining New Orleans jazz funerals to a knot of
tourists.
"You're not supposed to cry at a funeral. Did you know that? You're
supposed to rejoice that another poor soul has escaped this vale of
tears. And if you can't rejoice that another poor soul has escaped
this vale of tears, at the very least you can be glad it wasn't you!"
At that point, the two of them launch into a fine, swinging "Saints Go
Marching In." Since the audience never tires of the song, neither do
they. When the weather gets to hot in New Orleans, David and Roselyn
said, they go off to play in the streets of Paris or Perugia.
{
Hear in an account of two college graduates, Cecil and Julie Garganus,
who had chosen a different way of life from say, your typical MBA, and
with a musical bent:
}
Julie served a wonderful meal of Cornish hen and brown rice and
vegetables--an obvious "company's coming" dinner for me--and Cecil
found a bottle of wine that had been around the home for years, "since
before Mama died, I'm afraid." The children, who are learning music
and doing well in school, entered into the talk at the table. They
listened with interest when their father explained to me the
difference between "Bluegrass" and "traditional" music.
"In the first place," Cecil said, "not everything called Bluegrass is
Bluegrass. That started with Flatt and Scruggs and Earl Monroe,
playing the banjo with three fingers and picks, and with breaks--
solos--for the musicians, which we don't do. Somebody put the real
difference in one short sentence: 'Bluegrass is played at a frantic
pace.' The old-time bands like ours have more rhythm. We're better for
dancing. The flat-footers would rather have our music for dancing to,
I think. And there's just a tremendous repertoire for traditional
bands, the old Civil War songs, for example."
As we talked, it was clear to me that Cecil and Julie have
intentionally chosen a simple life, close to nature, rich in music and
reading and conversation with friends. I was impressed by their
children, who are growing up to appreciate this way of living.
{
Then of course, New York City in December, Charles returns home. He
mentions Petie, and goes on at length about the regulars at his
favourite restaurant in his neighbourhood, The Beatrice Inn on either
West or Little West 12th Street, which has closed within the past year
or two.
And of course, in New York City, year-round but especially in
December, there is music. There's the St. Thomas Boys' Choir and their
"Messiah" with its "Hallelujah Chorus"; there's a swinging Jazz
Nativity "with the likes of Clark Terry, Lionel Hampton, Al Grey, Jon
Faddis, Dave Brubeck, Tito Puente, Jackie Kral" and so on.
}
Then Harvey Phillips came to town, spreading the tuba gospel. Harvey
Phillips is to the tuba what Fritz Kreisler was to the violin, the
great performer and popularizer. We had an early morning cup of coffee
together and he bragged about the tuba. "We go off the end of the
piano keyboard on the left. The keyboard stops with A. A good tuba
player can go down another fifth. And at the other end of the
keyboard, the tuba can play an octave above middle C. I can't imagine
another instrument sounding as noble. This afternoon, in Rockefeller
Center, we'll have ten-year-olds playing next to tubists from the New
York Philharmonic. The kids get pulled along that way. They play over
their heads."
{
Charles goes on to describe the 21st annual TubaChristmas (N.B.: a
tuba is not to be confused with a Sousaphone), and his role as
conductor on "Silent Night". I just can't help but wonder if it was
the kids pulled along, or if in the presence of such youthful glory it
wasn't the Philharmonicists who played over they heads. Eh?
But that's what Charles gets me off to thinking on. Some times.
But now it's time to put aside Kuraltish things.
I've next returned, for the second or third time, to William Least
Heat-Moon's "Blue Highways: A Journey into America".
In it, Mr. Least Heat-Moon, recently unemployed professor of English
Literature and separated from his missus ("the Cherokee"), embarks on
a Grand Tour of the contiguous USofA in, IIRC, a Ford Econoline rigged
out with a bunk and such.
His goal, if any, was to avoid the super highways, which in the Rand-
McNally road atlas are printed in green and yellow, and to stay by the
roads inked in blue, the small, two-lane roads that actually went
through somewhere instead of just to somewhere.
There's no indication in "Blue Highways" that its author was
influenced by Charles, but here's the ideer from him:
}
Thanks to the Interstate Highway System, it is now possible to travel
from coast to coast without seeing anything.
{
William's specialty of study, based on the quotes sprinkled thru,
appears to have been Walt Whitman, with a minor in Black Elk. His
voice is less relentlessly upBeat than Kuralt's; he doesn't hesitate
to take us to task for the stupider of our shortcomings, his own
included, but still in the main he strikes positive notes in
celebrating our indestructible Spirit, including in his study
vignettes of people with whom he might disconcur, but whose worth
can't be denied.
That said, "Blue Highways" is a worthwhile and an easy read (421pp. in
the edition i read), never too cynical high-falutin' professorial to
overheat, but you might want to have your waterPump repaired at a stop
along the Way.
What i don't understand, among other things, is why Kuralt's America
is classified 973 "United States" and Least Heat-Moon's as "B" for
biography; excepting two or three introductory pages, there's little
biographical information in "Blue Highways".
Certainly they both should be classified with John Steinbeck's
"Travels with Charley", which i'd hoped to check out today from my
local public library where it was supposed to be checked in on the 917
shelf, "Geography and Travel: North America".
Sadly, i couldn't find it, and it's a very small library, befitting
our town. I'll order it up special soon. I ended up, by a fortuitous
turn, with E.L. Doctorow's "Loon Lake". Only because i've heard of the
author.
And yes, i'm aware that Travels is not a "great" book even by
Steinbeckan standards, in fact at one branch of my liberry system it's
catalogued under "Children's Literature".
I'm not sure if i read that book before or if there was a televised
special with Steinbeck himSelf. Maybe that's why i'm checking it out,
to jog my memory.
In either event, i was at the time but a young oyster, still looking
for a grain of sand.
That said furthur, i am, as the expression goes, a shell of my former
Self.
That said finally, if you hold me to your ear, you can hear the sea.
Or, as Charles said,
}
It does no harm just once in a while to acknowledge that the whole
country isn't in flames, that there are people in the country besides
politicians, entertainers, and criminals.
{
Now, by special request, a few mp3s for your listening pleasure...
"In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida" by Mojo Nixon; runs about a minute and a half
(2.04MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/ma52da
Bobbie McGee; not the song, the singer, performing the old Union Hymn,
"Bread and Roses" (2.34MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/xnesx5
Bonnie Dobson covers Ewan MacColl's "The First Time Ever I Saw Your
Face" (5.15MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/ornwad
Bing Crosby covers Otis Redding's "Try a Little Tenderness"; i'm not
sure, it might be with the Paul Whiteman Orchestra, clarification
appreciated (3.8MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/5q02bi
Hear, from his recently dropped "Live in London" Leonard's "Closing
Time" (8.59MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/8u9pq5
Thanks so much friends, and keep those cards and letters coming in.
And bless your little pea-picking hearts,
dudley
Dr_dudley
Sorry for the rush job, i tend to take a little more time in my
composition, this one's off the top of head.
Sometime back i may or mayn't have referred to a programme i heard
where Mike Seeger performed.
Now down the road i might like to delve furthur into Mr. Seeger,
Pete's half-brother, but for now, this.
First off, the announcer reads from Bob's Chronicles, his passage
about Mr. Seeger (3.18MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/eka2xl
Second, Mike abashedly replies (3.08MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/j2qwu4
Third & Lastly, Mike performs an elderly hymn autoharply. I'd like to
offer more information, but my research assistant Maya sleeps so
peaceably, i'm loathe to disturb her dream.
Any assistance as to source appreciated. Has to do with
"Peace" (3.95MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/3zl9jt
Yes, i have video.
Go fish.
Peace ya'll, each everyone in the river of life & love, the water that
knows no Mercator,
dudley
___
Hard times, hard times, come again no more
Bob at Willie's 60th:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sXZxMFzigUQ
Kate & Anna McGarrigle w/ Rufus Emmylou Mary Black:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4YrfLnlrquo
Mavis Staples has a go at it:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-ixbah9u234
Here a noBody like u & me:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-NVBMfenxvA
lastly, James Taylor / YoYo Ma:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pyV60kTvEFE
That is, live in this moment as livingly as you possibly can.
Dr_dudley
I realise i've been remiss in my former Presidential duties in
addressing the Economy. And with good reason. I don't understand it.
I sometimes watch and listen to media experts; hell once in a while i
even read a newspaper. All those people strike me by and large as
snake oil salespersons, supplysiding, tricklingdown,
marketplacecorrectingitself purveyors of questionable elixirs. Or
their opposites who seem determined to hock our children's children's
children's days of future past.
So i've consulted with my closest circle of economic advisers who,
while hawking their own potions, have the advantage in my view of also
including a hootchie-cootchie show in the tent behind them.
What we've determined, hashing things out & if i get the
technicalities straight: The Economy Sucks.
There you have it.
I'm not so concerned with things Global, that's much too large. I'm
not concerned that my 401k is now a 250k. Nor am i concerned by
joblessness. Lay me off, i'll just have to figure out what i want to
be when i grow up.
I was in an elevator going to work the other day. And i do know
something about elevators. Years and years ago when i was a bicycle
messenger, i got to ride a lot of different elevators, from the fancy
buildings where there was a human, uniformed operator whose job was as
much a skill and an art as any other job, to the lowly loading dock
freight elevators whose operators were not so splendidly uniformed.
Today in Manhattan, human elevator operators are a dying breed; if
they exist at all, they're probably union men, Local 32BJ.
The bane of my existence then was the "automatic elevator". In smaller
buildings, the wait could be long for the single elevator, and i was
rushing to make as many pickups and deliveries as i could; i was paid
a percentage of my book. In larger buildings, where one bank of
elevators was for floors 1-20, another expressed to 20 and then rose
higher, and so on. The wait could also be long.
The automatic elevators i hated most were the ones where the wait was
long but the doors closed quickly. One such beast (and mind you i was
stepping lively) clipped me on the way out. I turned and give it a
good taste of my Dunham boot. I'm thinking they had to get someone to
fix that door, which wouldn't close after tasting leather, bent out of
shape.
I've recently been in politer elevators, place i worked down on Hudson
Street; it was slow, but you could keep the doors open for people
running for it by sticking your hand out. Some sensor goes to work and
the doors don't shut. Similarly in the Home where my Ma is living, you
can keep the door open by sticking your cane out, although not many
folks at that old home are running for the elevator.
That said, where i'm presently working, for the time being, is home to
the absolute worst elevator i've every known. I can amuse people
waiting for the car to arrive by saying "And in the category absolute
worst elevator... the envelope please". Good for a chuckle always.
Of course 'round here things have been going south since the winter.
Layoffs, many of us have been on a seven hour shift and consider
ourselves lucky. And even though we've got work now coming out our
ass, the layoffs continue. Something about revenue stream, the work
they didn't have 3 months ago translates into no incoming accounts
payable.
Between Friday and Monday, 7 dead, 2 wounded.
One fellow in particular, one of the six best managers i ever worked
with, had his balls cut off and the alternative was to have his cock
severed as well. Pardon my french, but buddy, there ain't nothing out
there.
High water everywhere.
Another fellow, a Drudge Report reader, a Rush Limbaugh listener; i
remember 3 years ago i started working with him and he went off on the
ACLU. I replied by reciting the spiel from "The American President"
with Michael Douglas. He went and hid. Over time, we got to know each
other better, and to respect each other's opinions where we disagreed,
and to find the places where we align.
He came back from vacation today ready to work. He got there, got laid
off, and went home. Not before we gathered round to wish him well, so
long it's been good to know ya.
One thing he said lately that impressed me was that any economic
turnaround wouldn't come from bailouts to failed corporations on the
taxpayers' back, but from guys like himself, and he pointed to and
named each of us, who got up and went to work and worked our asses
off.
Sadly, i don't think that's going to happen.
But back to that elevator. It finally arrived. Two people from another
company on another floor got on with me. The young woman said "He says
[i assume "he" to be Owner, CFO, CEO, COO, or some other hi-level
management] that later in 2009 into 2010 things will start to turn
around. [so do all the sunday pundits, although they disagree as to
whether the recovery will be sustainable] And he says that they're
going to bring all the work back to the States."
[for those of us missing the point, this company is taking the
offshored stuff and bringing it all back home] [imh&co, this dude
deserves a commendation from the head of the chamber of commerce]
That exchange between floors one and two. I won't go into ethnicity,
but the fellow she worked with took the words out of my mouth. "Good
for him". As the door opened i just said "Good for him".
Time to simulate an economy.
Dearly beloved, i have just one ? for ya'll:
}
Are we gonna let de-elevator bring us down?
Oh, no, let's go
{
Again this is a Rush job; i'll probably regret not editing it with
more time allowed.
Here's a clip from "The American President", part of which references
my contretemps with Jorge re: the ACLU:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=44R5BapEdYY
I realise this may offend the panGlobalists among us, and i'm all in
favour of people around the world having an improved standard of
loving, but i'm here to tell ya, if i'm not making a decent wage, i
won't be buying Chinese Crap. Here Merle foretells the future:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NDoYsBAyFb0
That said finally, hear present my contribution to the discourse,
courtesy Bob Fass, Radio Unnameable, WBAI-FM ( http://www.wbai.org )
to be known as "The President upSpeaks" (941kb):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/sv8bkm
"America isn't easy. America is advanced citizenship. You've got to
want it bad."
We've lived so well so long.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=l_sl4r0eGVY
That said finally, it's all good.
Mebbe we gonna cum up 2 hard times but guess what... might toughen us
up. Cuz we've gotten soft, muhSelf included.
That said furthur finally:
}
24 The LORD bless thee, and keep thee:
25 The LORD make his face shine upon thee, and be gracious unto thee:
26 The LORD lift up his countenance upon thee, and give thee peace.
--Numbers 6 (King James Version)
{
--30--
dudley
Just Walkin'
>
> That said finally, it's all good.
>
> Mebbe we gonna cum up 2 hard times but guess what... might toughen us
> up. Cuz we've gotten soft, muhSelf included.
>
> That said furthur finally:
>
> }
>
> 24 The LORD bless thee, and keep thee:
> 25 The LORD make his face shine upon thee, and be gracious unto thee:
> 26 The LORD lift up his countenance upon thee, and give thee peace.
> --Numbers 6 (King James Version)
> {
>
> --30--
> dudley
Dear Honorable Ex-President dudley,
I ain't seen no one sign off with --30-- since I was knee high to a
photocompositor orderin' the blue-line special. Seems theys abandoned
that ancient practice years ago, long after I done left the
newspaperin' trades for the greener slopes of failin' businesses and
the like.
But that ain't why I writes ya' today. I speaks out today because I am
real concerned about where the workingman be getting his news and
opinions these days. I hear fellas talking all the time about what
theys be hearin' on those Limburg, O'Really and Hanniky-like shows and
jes sees how their anger and fustration is channeled into hatred
toward their fellow man. All the truth has is these days is a couple
of joke tellers and the like. And jus' as you and I know, you cain't
tell the truth with jokes 'cause no one will take you seriously if you
do.
Best we done lately is when ole Willie lectured Huckabee on
Roosevelt's farm price supports to which Ray Price jus' nodded in
agreement when he said somethin' like none would be here today if it
weren't for that none. Where are the righteous angry men like Woody
an' them? Peoples believe them one. But if all we's gots a buncha joke
tellers and folk singers goin' up agin angry talkers speakin' fires 'n
such, who dey gonna believe, jokey boy or de man wit de gun?
Sorry fur the spellun today. I don feel too educated after givin up my
coffees ona count of cholesterol hmm. Jus be wonderin' why an' when,
dats all.
Dr_dudley
> On May 19, 4:02 am, Dr_dudley <dud...@cloud9.net> wrote:
>
>
> > Dear Friends
> Dear Honorable Ex-President dudley,
>
> I ain't seen no one sign off with --30-- since I was knee high to a
> photocompositor
Perhaps it's time to resurrect the things in the past that were good
while at the same time jettisonning 4ever the baggage of the bad, or
at least that for which there was no hope of good.
>
> But that ain't why I writes ya' today. I speaks out today because I am
> real concerned about where the workingman be getting his news and
> opinions these days. I hear fellas talking all the time about what
> theys be hearin' on those Limburg, O'Really and Hanniky-like shows and
> jes sees how their anger and fustration is channeled into hatred
> toward their fellow man. All the truth has is these days is a couple
> of joke tellers and the like. And jus' as you and I know, you cain't
> tell the truth with jokes 'cause no one will take you seriously if you
> do.
>
Of course, per the bobGospel, there are many here among us who feel
that etc.
My point regarding my former coGewerkschafter was that we found common
ground (i, like Leonard, being neither Left nor Right) in our common
humanity.
Jorge was fond of getting under the grain of the angry liberal ( i
will miss his recaps of the rightWingNut radioTalkers; saved me having
to listen to 'em ), to the point where i saw on occasion his
adversaries splutter and spume indefensible postures with no
supportive facts.
Jorge's frustrations, if any, are not channelled into hatred for his
Fellow(wo)Men, but simply to stand up for his Principles, right or
wrong he adheres to them nobly. When he was let go, we severally came
together, regardless of political stripe, to salute him.
Just before i shook his hand and said "So long, it's been good to know
ya", i saw his eyes glisten over and tear up as he realised that he
was loved by his peers.
He has since emailed us to express as an "Honor and Privilege" to have
stood with us.
He'll be alright, tho' it will take some time.
Like my grandMa always said... well, she said so many things... mmmmm
she said "You can't keep a good man down". She also said "A hard man
is good to find", but i was too young then to understand.
Right or left, i welcome all my brothers and sisters, and hope that
some good will come from our endeavour.
> dats all.
--30--
Just Walkin'
Dear editor dudley,
Some writer I met years ago once told me that folks like us who are
neither lift nor rite are what he called "upwingers" meaning that we
want to go up rather than to either side.
I never figured out why we categorize people by what side of the queen
they sit anyhow.
Bloke's name was F. M. Esfandiary; some kind of futurist...just in
case you want to add him to your book-gettin' list.
Me? I'm an outwinger...
Dr_dudley
Thanks as ever for your astute observations.
On May 20, 8:04 am, "Just Walkin'" <kensh...@comcast.net> wrote:
>
> Dear editor dudley,
>
Were i an editor, i might have caught "incoming accounts payable" and
replaced it with "accounts receivable", even in such a stop-the-
presses situation. But it kinda makes sense.
> Some writer I met years ago once told me that folks like us who are
> neither lift nor rite are what he called "upwingers" meaning that we
> want to go up rather than to either side.
>
> I never figured out why we categorize people by what side of the queen
> they sit anyhow.
>
Waaall of course left/right, liberal/conservative and what have you
are conventional means of distinguishing between people who think one
way and people who think another way.
> Bloke's name was F. M. Esfandiary; some kind of futurist...just in
> case you want to add him to your book-gettin' list.
>
MMMMebbe. I'm thinking to read some James Joyce or Thomas Merton soon.
> Me? I'm an outwinger...
Funny thing is, Leonard of course said suchlike "I'm neither left nor
right, i'm just staying home tonight / Getting lost in that hopeless
little scream".
Funny thing is, my granMa always said that if there's a left wing and
a right wing, there'll still have to be a fuselage for the thing to
get off the ground.
She took it a little furthur than that, suggesting the real political
process, or human progress, required the four elements of flight:
thrust, drag, gravity, and lift.
Back in my foregone concluded yout, when i played soccer my position
was right wing.
Straightening up to fly right, and liftly yrs,
dudley
Melia
fuselage puts it elegantly. Your granMa must have been a very
interesting woman.
Dr_dudley
Of course, the news is all over town.
Manny's Music Store has closed down.
Extra! Extra! Read all about it:
http://www.nytimes.com/2009/06/01/nyregion/01mannys.html/partner/rssnyt?_r=1
Other available articles tell stories of Janis & Big Brother (where
the young singer looked bored), and Pete Townsend purchasing 35,000$US
worth of perfectly good guitars to destroy. And more to boot.
Here's a story told nowhere else, and to no particular consequence.
Of course, like many here among us, my first guitar was a sunburst
Stella model from Harmony.
At least i think it was, but memory fades after several decades. My ma
took me to a local music store and bought it for me for 27.50$US,
which i'm sure seemed like a lot of money to her. She had, after all,
lived thru the Great Depression & War II.
It wasn't much of a guitar; the strings were easily 1/4-inch (approx
18cm) off the fretboard and the tonal quality wasn't much to speak of.
I think they included a MelBay instructional book.
Of course, i didn't then, nor have i yet, learned to play except in a
most rudimentary sense. It's for that retirement is made.
That said, undeterred and having worked a season in the blueberry
fields of South Jersey, i bought another guitar from the same store.
Ran me close to fifty bucks if i recall. Had a nice natural blonde or
cherrywood finish and marginally better action. Since my technical
skills were, and continue to be, limited, it was simply a sexier-
looking chick magnet, and not much successful at that.
Fast forward a couplefew years, i had brought that guitar to an
apartment where a party was in progress; imagine that. There were a
couple guys there who could actually play guitar, well enough to make
that flattop box sound good.
I've always enjoyed hearing an instrument i own played well. Remind me
sometime to tell about my Fender Jaguar. Or not.
In any event, during the course of the party i suppose we all indulged
in substances, controlled no doubt but both legal and not. Somehow
that guitar found its way beneath the rocker of a rocking chair. It
was, put charitably, destroyed, split down the back where two pieces
joined and not of much use along one side.
The fellow who'd rocked it to sleep was heartily sorry; i, seeking any
opportunity to be the lampshade, found a container of Ronsonol lighter
fluid, doused that Harmony, took it down the hall of the building and
set her to fire, heavingwise out the window.
Sure made a fine spectacle flaming down into the parking lot below.
If memory serves, not to be outdone, another guy soul sacrificed his
cunga, or conga, drum in a similar blaze of glory.
When the authorities arrived, nobody knew nothin'.
That was what occasioned my trip to Manny's, at a time when i didn't
know the City well. It was, as well documented, a long narrow strip of
a store, unlike that larger music store next to it, probably Sam Ash.
I went in past the gauntlet of the wall and staff, and down the few
steps to the back where the stringed instruments were.
And here the point... if you read now about Manny's, you'll read about
the brash obnoxious rudeness of the staff. This was when New York City
might still be called Runyonesque, and the alleged rude behaviour
masked a common sense of humanity. In that sense, one learned to give
as good as one got.
What i found then, was a helpful staffperson. I said that i wasn't
much good, i just needed a new guitar. He showed me a couple in my
price range. They were tuned. I strummed a few chords, and finding
that i could almost configure a barre chord, bought one.
It was a Goya, sunburst and i still own it and still don't know how to
play, except in a rudimentary sense. I think i bought with it a
chipboard case, which i've since replaced.
Here, and only for the least faint of heart, is how it sounds,
accompanied by a less-than-Stella vocal, THC by Grampa_dudley (the
mono mix 7.2MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/quiv0y
And here, for any who haven't dug this deep, is bob's photo from
Manny's wall, inscribed "To Manny, Keep one eye closed at all costs.
Love, Bob Dylan":
http://api.ning.com/files/86*JCjJZd0sCbeLWeptKCWJHIV4IWoSUROnBXvzy*QLo1CCuwgH-O*tamEXCTsI5XrxtOhDXeLrU-qNiwMtp8kZ0qTVK7hQM/Dylan.JPEG
That might be too long to work; lemme know.
From the larger site:
http://mannysmusic.ning.com/
That said finally, and it's just my foolish pride, alpha and omega
notwithstanding, Manny's closing is like Ratner's closing.
I'm sure i'm missing something, but it's probably your story to tell.
Yer welcome hear,
dudley
___
Fall mountain,
Just don't fall on me
--jHendrix
Just Walkin'
> Fellow dylanista,
>
> Of course, the news is all over town.
>
> Manny's Music Store has closed down.
>
>
> That might be too long to work; lemme know.
>
> From the larger site:http://mannysmusic.ning.com/
>
> That said finally, and it's just my foolish pride, alpha and omega
> notwithstanding, Manny's closing is like Ratner's closing.
>
> I'm sure i'm missing something, but it's probably your story to tell.
>
The gumpishness of this life never ceases to amaze me, especially when
I'm just walkin' along and another simple twist of fate presents
itself out of the, and all tangled up in, blue. So there I was,
rushin' down W. 48th St. this past weekend with my sweetheart whilst
in town to see my son, the tuba player, debut with his orchestra over
at Carnegie Hall. We were tryin to catch the Coney Island line so we's
can check out this "Avenue X" that one of the compositions they
performed was named after (and to take in some of the beach) when I
spied a "Going Out of Business" sale sign on one of the store windows.
"Lo and behold," I said to my loyal companion, "here's my chance to
nab that key of G harmonica I've been lookin' for, on the cheap!"
So we went inside what I learned to be Manny's and found a real
bargain on a quality mouth harp that I was reluctant to pay full price
for on account of the brutish treatment I received from the
manufacturer a few years back. On top of that, I got a signed and
dated sales receipt from this most venerable of commercial musical
institutions, a real collectible, suitable for framing, on its very
last day in business.(Like a museum, it was, fer sher, yellow Dani and
all...) Man that harp sounded great on the train to the beach!
Mebbe' next time I'll tell ya' how the president crossed my path, not
once, not twice, but three times while in the city, delaying
completion of my appointed rounds. Fate or folly, I never became a
gump 'til I got up off that rump...
"Keep one eye closed only if the other one is workin' OK..." is what I
always say.
Janice
> Here, and only for the least faint of heart, is how it sounds,
> accompanied by a less-than-Stella vocal, THC by Grampa_dudley (the
> mono mix 7.2MB):
> http://www.sendspace.com/file/quiv0y
Why dudley, that's some fine timbre you've got there.
> That said finally, and it's just my foolish pride, alpha and omega
> notwithstanding, Manny's closing is like Ratner's closing.
Not being from or of the East Coast, I had to look up Ratner's. I
found this:
http://vanishingnewyork.blogspot.com/2008/04/ratners-of-2nd-ave.html
Lot of water under the bridge, Lot of other stuff too
Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through
~`~
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dr_dudley
>
> Well professor,
Sir, my good friend; I'll change that name with you:
> thank you for the report and the opening...
Walk right in, sit right down, and daddy let your mind roll on:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kvd9rjFsARM
>
> The gumpishness of this life never ceases to amaze me, especially when
> I'm just walkin' along and another simple twist of fate presents
> itself out of the, and all tangled up in, blue. So there I was,
> rushin' down W. 48th St. this past weekend with my sweetheart whilst
> in town to see my son, the tuba player, debut with his orchestra over
> at Carnegie Hall. We were tryin to catch the Coney Island line so we's
> can check out this "Avenue X" that one of the compositions they
> performed was named after (and to take in some of the beach) when I
> spied a "Going Out of Business" sale sign on one of the store windows.
> "Lo and behold," I said to my loyal companion, "here's my chance to
> nab that key of G harmonica I've been lookin' for, on the cheap!"
>
> So we went inside what I learned to be Manny's and found a real
> bargain on a quality mouth harp that I was reluctant to pay full price
> for on account of the brutish treatment I received from the
> manufacturer a few years back. On top of that, I got a signed and
> dated sales receipt from this most venerable of commercial musical
> institutions, a real collectible, suitable for framing, on its very
> last day in business.(Like a museum, it was, fer sher, yellow Dani and
> all...) Man that harp sounded great on the train to the beach!
>
Gumpishness, synchronicity or serendipity? I do know several years ago
a parlayed a bit of overtime pay into
a long lusted-for mouth organ, key of G. Ran me over 20$US. I
mentioned to the clerk that at one time i'd paid well less than a
tenspot; he took it as an affront, even tho' i was also buying a new
chipboard case for that Goya, which i've named Shiksa.
I guess music store employees' handbook trains 'em in Attitude.
Except about the same time i took an even longer string of OT and
added to my retirement plan one new & one used guitar. The fellows
there were quite accommodating and we even had a good time discussing
Harry S Truman.
I think you've mentioned here or in private that your son is a tubist.
See also my post in this most persevering of states re: Charles Kuralt
and Harvey Phillips' "tuba gospel". Does Just the Younger know of
Harvey?
Note also the tuba (as distinct from Sousaphone) part in that Gus
Cannon cover of the Rooftop Singers' "Walk Right In". Or, at that, any
other jug band music.
Finally, Coney Island is Vanishing. Good ya made it. Did you stop in
at Ruby's?
> Mebbe' next time I'll tell ya' how the president crossed my path, not
> once, not twice, but three times while in the city, delaying
> completion of my appointed rounds. Fate or folly, I never became a
> gump 'til I got up off that rump...
>
Mebbe'; or mebbe' next time ya'll tell me how you can be in NYC and
not allow me the opportunity gumply to bump into you.
> "Keep one eye closed only if the other one is workin' OK..." is what I
> always say.
>
bob also said "sleep with one eye open when you slumber"
l8r bra',
dudley
Dr_dudley
Thanks for taking the time to write. Your contributions are always
welcome 'round hear.
I hope this finds you well, or as well as can be expected.
On Jun 3, 6:17 pm, Janice <jan...@dixoncreekstudio.com> wrote:
>
> Why dudley, that's some fine timbre you've got there.
>
You're very kind.
> > That said finally, and it's just my foolish pride, alpha and omega
> > notwithstanding, Manny's closing is like Ratner's closing.
>
> Not being from or of the East Coast, I had to look up Ratner's. I
> found this:http://vanishingnewyork.blogspot.com/2008/04/ratners-of-2nd-ave.html
>
Thanks for that link. I know a fellow who swears by the Vanishing New
York website, and i can see why.
The Ratners i meant was the not the Delancey Street one, but the one
hard by the Fillmore East.
(Ir)regardless of any commentary on that page, i seem to remember
falling out of the Fillmore for a taste of Kosher dairy, even if i
don't in my heritage have an understanding of it.
That said, given my memory of that time, it might've been an IHoP.
Or i might've meant "like the 2nd Ave. Deli closing" (even tho' it's
re-opened a ways uptown on 3rd Ave.) or "like the Cauldron's Well
closing".
> Lot of water under the bridge, Lot of other stuff too
> Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through
>
> ~`~
> ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
That said furthur, is there a bridge over Dixon Creek that leads to
another bank than "Temporarily Unavailable"?
Good to hear from you,
dudley
Just Walkin'
> On Jun 3, 10:59 am, "Just Walkin'" <kensh...@comcast.net> wrote:
>
> > Well professor,
>
> Sir, my good friend; I'll change that name with you:
>
sales rep how much of a discount and he said "30% off" so I went to
the register and the other sales rep said "20% off" so I went back to
the first guy now mounting a register and he said "30 off" so I
figured they were "way off" and, after long and deep deliberations
about who to buy it from, I purchased it from the first clerk who sold
it to me for 13.27. Now that's a heckuva deal but could it be that a
broken register that couldn't do the math be the reason they had to
soap up the windows?
>
> I guess music store employees' handbook trains 'em in Attitude.
>
> Except about the same time i took an even longer string of OT and
> added to my retirement plan one new & one used guitar. The fellows
> there were quite accommodating and we even had a good time discussing
> Harry S Truman.
>
> I think you've mentioned here or in private that your son is a tubist.
> See also my post in this most persevering of states re: Charles Kuralt
> and Harvey Phillips' "tuba gospel". Does Just the Younger know of
> Harvey?
>
wants to be Mr. Holland and have have his Opus too. A seat, a chair
and a score. Real fire in his belly not like the other two. When I was
in Krakow, I tried to get him tuba sheet music for the polka and the
clerk there told me: "Polka? That's not Polish, that's Czech!"
>
> Note also the tuba (as distinct from Sousaphone) part in that Gus
> Cannon cover of the Rooftop Singers' "Walk Right In". Or, at that, any
> other jug band music.
>
classics nailed. Several years ago, my son and I were cutting up as
volunteers in the beer tent (me the pourer-server and he the most
excellent bar-back) at a blues festival about our guitar-tuba
arrangements for some of Bob's songs in which he played the harp part
on tuba and I mangled the Bob part on guitar when Spider John Koerner
came in for a cold one, and overhearing the discussion, regaled us for
as long as it took to down his beer with stories about his guitar-
sousaphone duets of years gone by. Maybe before there was a Tony
"Little Sun" Glover, there was a Gino "Gas Giant" Garibaldi in there
somewhere...
>
> Finally, Coney Island is Vanishing. Good ya made it. Did you stop in
> at Ruby's?
>
Besides, after the Nathans we were through putting anything in our
mouth for awhile...or at least 'til we got the Ginger House on 7th
Ave. (near 28th) later that evening.
>
> > Mebbe' next time I'll tell ya' how the president crossed my path, not
> > once, not twice, but three times while in the city, delaying
> > completion of my appointed rounds. Fate or folly, I never became a
> > gump 'til I got up off that rump...
>
> Mebbe'; or mebbe' next time ya'll tell me how you can be in NYC and
> not allow me the opportunity gumply to bump into you.
>
point of holdin' my sign up a little higher. With all that fun we had
seeing liberating statues, immigrating museums and invigoratingly
wicked broadway shows and the like, I think the missus really has a
soft spot for the city and wants to go back and do some more time
there. Whenst we do, I'll be sure to put out the beacon...
>
> > "Keep one eye closed only if the other one is workin' OK..." is what I
> > always say.
>
> bob also said "sleep with one eye open when you slumber"
>
> l8r bra',
> dudley
Dr_dudley
[liner notes: all the rest is commentary]
The purpose hear being to reMaster bob's 1988 recording (for details,
tracklist, personnel and liner notes: http://www.bobdylan.com/#/music/down-groove-0
).
Which recording is often, rightly or wrongly, maligned, if not largely
dismissed. The highest praise i've seen in these 1/4s is that it's
"1/2 a good album"; which half? You decide. One bloke round hear even
recently called it bob's most misunderstood album. I'm assuming that
those of us who find in it redeeming merits have our reasons and are
content in our judgment, and dismiss those of us who revile it with
the grain of "no accounting for taste".
Myself, i have it on cassette somewhere, and at the time of its
release found myself dancing to some of the tracks, and air-performing
the last three songs. Still not in my top ten. Certainly considering
the staff on board it could've been a better recording; i don't
pretend to understand the mixed result.
That said, hearwith for most of the songs, previous non-bob recordings
of the non-bob stuff, which he may or mayn't have known. He had to've
known something. For the bob compositions, covers, or if i found none,
alternate or live performances. In two perverse instances, songs of
the same name by another outfit.
In a few instances, differing versions for yr discretionary selection.
Enjoy, or not. I'm not here to tell you why.
That said furthur, i'm curious if this album isn't some attempt on
bob's part to examine as a theme or a subject the sacred and the
secular, the which informs which, and the admixture of the two in
perceived reality. Struggling, as some of us, myself included, do.
Probably not, but i wouldn't be the first to attach an importance to
his work with some hi-falutin' if implausible interpretation. There is
a small, but daily growing, and rather persistent cabal of
'writers' (to use the term loosely) who have monopolised Dylan
commentary over the last 30 years or so. With the encroachment into
perceived reality of the 'blogosphere' the numbers and degree of hoo-
hah has only expanded gastronomically.
You might have noticed that there are some folks in rmd who go into
long ridiculous rants when certain things are said here. Perhaps some
of us with greater intellect and a deeper understanding of those
themes or subjects could have a go at it, even here. Magnificent posts
welcomed.
That said finally, it should surprise noOne that i can't distinguish
between subject and
theme either yet see fit to make grand assertions about religion and
suchlike matters.
Certainly the opening track holds up the thesis, tying the mortal
condition of wedded bliss to its time-honoured status of "holy
matrimony":
}
And now the marriage vow is very sacred
The man has put us together now
{
This may fall short of Matthew 19:6 (KJV):
}
Wherefore they are no more twain, but one flesh. What therefore God
hath joined together, let not man put asunder.
{
But the intent is there. I'll refrain from furthur comment on wedlock,
nor the old ball & chain, nor wifely duties.
My research assistant Maya Kalpa, in whose debt i am farever, tells me
that this recording is by the fellow who wrote the song, Wilbert
Harrison (NOT Bryan Ferry as some internet sites have it), & it is
likely from 1959, Fury Records No. 1063.
01_Let's Stick Together (3MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/gbu0oa
Certainly the next song lends itself to the notion i'm suggesting.
Here, a lascivious horndog attempts to mask his lust by comparing his
heart's desire to an angel from heaven descended, whether cast down
from there or merely curious, abiding in Cupid's fair throne.
I've been studying wimmens for some time now, and continue my studies.
I've no idea if they fall for this kind of stuff, but some must, since
the theme of angel / heaven continues to recent times. See also
Tavares' "Heaven Must Be Missing an Angel", Willie's "Angel Flying Too
Close to the Ground", and Bob's own "You Angel You". I'm sure there
are others, esp. more recent, with which i'm not familiar.
Here to choose from, two earlier recordings of WDYLH.
02_When Did You Leave Heaven? (W. Bullock - R. Whiting)
A: Tony Martin as Tony Renaldo, from the 1936 film "Sing, Baby,
Sing" (no there is no character "Clara" in that movie) (4MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/i63qx1
B: "Little" Jimmy Scott, 1956; Savoy LP 12300 (4MB)
http://www.sendspace.com/file/ot35dl
Thankfully, i can give my intellectual conceit rest, since the next
track is nothing but a civilly-phrased lust letter to one Sally Sue
Brown. To my knowledge, which can withstand correction by those more
knowledgeable, the original recording by the song's originator.
03_Sally Sue Brown (J. Alexander - E. Montgomery - T. Stafford)
Arthur Alexander, 1960; Judd Records No. 1020 (3MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/vxabtn
Here follows one of the great all time party/dance records which also
follows the Is It Sacred or Is It Secular theme... or subject (or is
it memory?).
I don't know how many times i've been at a social gathering that
hadn't yet gathered steam, dropped the needle on this track, only to
see the festivities take off. Women have been known to tear their
blouses off, and men to dance on the polka dots, upon hearing the
party-hearty lyric "When the cities are on fire with the burning flesh
of men".
Great wedding band number too. Two renderings. You decide.
04_Death Is Not The End
A: Nick Cave, Kylie Minogue, the Pogues (at least Shane McGowan),
possibly 1995 Top of the Pops (4MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/hjdxfz
B: Ogata Kazuhiko, semipro whose first language is not English, from
22apr08? (6MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/id027g
Of course, following that toe-tapper nonpareil, bob returns to his
examination of sacred lust vs profane lust with the funereal "HaDaYB".
I find no cover versions of this depressive ditty, but i do find a
different song of the same title, and an alternate take by bob
himself.
05_Had A Dream About You, Baby
A: Had A Dream, The Judds 11feb84 televised performance (5MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/fi44hl
B: (of the 7? outtakes from "Hearts of Fire", i've selected #2; at the
end bob says "That sounded pretty good") (5MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/x8uimg
At this juncture or "point it time", we get up and turn the vinyl
over, or rely on the handy AutoReverse function on our audioCassette
player. Side 2, a notion lost since CDs and iPods.
This may be a good moment to go and grab another beer.
Of course, sacred and profane, mircea and eliade, the question in our
nerves is lit: can you write about Bob Dylan without writing about
yourself? Is his art interactive or standAlone? Does it reside in a
collective unconscious, or is it the fraudulent work of a
tinpanAlleyist working the same scam as Willie the Shake, putting
fannies in seats? It takes place in each individual who hears it too.
Or not. What was the Question?
Certainly Side Two Track 1 can be seen as a sphinx without a riddle.
The earliest known collaboration between bob and bob (Robert Hunger,
lyricist for the Greatful Dead, in case anyone was unaware), it
contains the same aphoristic pantheist lyrical groove for which Hunter
is best known for ("One man gathers what another man spills").
And yet, take it from the top:
}
The woman that I love she got a hook in her nose
{
and stop right there.
First, to my knowledge, there is in the KJV of the Bible no reference
to "ugly" or "ugliest". Perhaps the source is Shaxpere, Ovid, or some
more obscure work such as "Confessions of a Jacuzzi".
Two points: first, any drawn blank caricature of bob emphasises his
schnozz; second, "hooknose" is a term, usually used in a derogatory
manner which antiSemitism i decry, for "jew". Scholarly research
indicates that the hooked nose actually refers to ancient Hittites. Go
know.
Which leads us to a furthur quandary: Is bob here declaring his love
for bob, that is, the woman in him that makes him want to play this
game, or does hunter hunger for dylna, in the sense of the misheard
laid him on the green "napoleon in drag"? Or is it simply to lead us
to the 2nd line of the song:
}
The woman that I love she got a hook in her nose
Welfare Department they wouldn't give her no clothes
{
Youth wants to know. Hear, possibly, the Answer:
06_Ugliest Girl In The World
Satellite Circus, a nonBob UGitW, from their 1993 "LoveMower". For
more info: http://www.lovemower.com/ . (4MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/m559hb
Next, from the recently radically increased dlyan/hummer catalogue, a
radically reworked "Silvio" bearing little resemblance to the studio
recording. Bob never was one to let moss grow on the north side of a
rolling stone.
Seems he's been doing this for years. My initial reaction is that it's
something like a secret weapon; he personalizes his songs so that no
matter who covers them, no one will get the nuance exactly right,
leaving his sung version first, last and always the definitive
version, except for all the versions performed neverendingly. It's his
competitive advantage, much in the same manner Pat Boone used to sing
whiter and whiter, keeping the Little Richards of this world covering
words on paper while Mr. Boone actually sang the song, his song, in a
way that no one could recreate.
And of course we all know, it was bob's expressed intent to follow Pat
Boone.
07_Silvio
26sep96, Hyde Park, Prince's Trust Concert. Do my ears deceive me, but
along with Tony, Winston & Bucky do i hear also Ron Wood & Eric
Clapton? Please advise. (9MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/ka0g0e
Finally, well not quite, we accelerate to 90mph, a song from an old
Mel Torme record. What attracts me to the song is how the lunacy of
trying to fool the self is set aside at some point in time. Salvation
and the needs of mankind are prominent and hegemony takes a breathing
spell. "I didn't want to want you now I have no choice." Does this
song have moral certitude on a scale of 1 to 10? You bet. Tolerance of
the unacceptable leads to the last go-round. The guy singing it's not
talking from a head full of crystal meth.
08_Ninety Miles An Hour (Down A Dead End Street) (Hal Blair and Don
Robertson)
Brooklyn-born Hank Snow's cover (3MB):
http://www.sendspace.com/file/tf2yue
Next. Paul Robeson. Nothing more needs to be said (4MB):
09_Shenandoah (trad, arr. by Bob Dylan)
http://www.sendspace.com/file/vftr25
Closing the recording, bob's own composition "Rank Strangers to Me",
which is viewed by some if not all of a particular jolly saucy crew as
part of a lexicon or prayer book; like an old song in which we can
find all of our philosophy, couched in pre-modern or post-Rapture
tonal breath control.
Certainly on his own recording, bob's piano playing is neither heavy-
handed nor gospelly. He plays triplet forms exactly like himself, only
better. It certainly proofs that if bob's going to hell, he's going
playing piano.
Here's a cover, newcomer Dr. Ralph Stanley with the Clinch Mountain
Boys, 17jun07, Bonnaroo (4MB):
10_Rank Strangers To Me
http://www.sendspace.com/file/68kx4z
For those of us with the bandwidthal to stand it, a .zip file of all
tracks (63.55MB):
http://www.mediafire.com/?sharekey=6a20cde114add687a0f2f20c509059d9e04e75f6e8ebb871
I should point out that because i'm too cheap to pay for this stuff,
and because i think i shouldn't have to, the sendspace files will
expire, i think 30 days after their last access.
I'm trying for the .zip file mediafire which seems to have no time
constraints. However, if you have an issue with that site, please let
me know and i'll put the archive up on sendspace, and also try to
determine what the problem at mediafire might be. Thanks
I guess that's about it really, old fiddle tunes, old Chess and Okeh
records. Sacred? Secular? Frog it.
So forget the clenched young scholars who analyze his rhymes into
dust. Remember that he gave us voice. When our innocence died forever,
Bob Dylan made that moment into art. The wonder is that he survived.
Overall, that said and done, no apologies for the digital glitches;
imagine yr tone arm skipped. Put another penny on.
More importantly, i apologise for the varied volume levels; user
controls recommended. NE1 with better engineering skills, feel Free to
fix 'em repost 'em.
In some ways i miss the elden Times, in the days of old when we dug up
the gold.
dudley
--30--
Janice
> Down in the Groove ReWound
> [liner notes: all the rest is commentary]
> 05_Had A Dream About You, Baby
> B: (of the 7? outtakes from "Hearts of Fire", i've selected #2; at the
> end bob says "That sounded pretty good")
Have I mentioned that the one thing I loved about that movie was that
t-shirt he wore?
Mega Maxi Million U.
> Of course, sacred and profane, mircea and eliade, the question in our
> nerves is lit: can you write about Bob Dylan without writing about
> yourself? Is his art interactive or standAlone? Does it reside in a
> collective unconscious, or is it the fraudulent work of a
> tinpanAlleyist working the same scam as Willie the Shake, putting
> fannies in seats? It takes place in each individual who hears it too.
> Or not. What was the Question?
Eliade Mircea is an interesting reference. In the final concensus, he
tended to long for the past.
> The woman that I love she got a hook in her nose
> Which leads us to a furthur quandary: Is bob here declaring his love
> for bob, that is, the woman in him that makes him want to play this
> 06_Ugliest Girl In The World
Reminds me of the line, "God knows you ain't pretty"
I remember when, for years, besides people generally hating and
criticizing his voice and his attitude, there were also constant
attacks on his appearance, including his hook nose and his hair. So,
do you think he is thrilled by this last decade or so of mainstream
acceptance and veneration... or is he too burned to care?
Or maybe, like the Native American casinos, revenge is sweet when the
money is good?
> And of course we all know, it was bob's expressed intent to follow Pat
> Boone.
Ahh... I get it. You're joshin' us, this is a parody of a post.
> Closing the recording, bob's own composition "Rank Strangers to Me",
I looked it up, because I always wondered at the phrasing, and
according to the Online dictionary, "rank" strangers are "complete &
absolute" strangers (not smelly or offensive, tho' that might also
apply). A sad state of affairs.
> So forget the clenched young scholars who analyze his rhymes into
> dust. Remember that he gave us voice. When our innocence died forever,
> Bob Dylan made that moment into art. The wonder is that he survived.
I think, dudley, we all long for the meaningful, and the music has
always held potential, Bob's in particular. Whatever drives us to
seek and solve the Mystery often drives us to Bob, at least for a
while. Bob has nothing to do with it, actually. He just accepted the
gig. In retrospect, d'you suppose he'd do it all over again?
> In some ways i miss the elden Times, in the days of old when we dug up
> the gold.
Stake my future on a hell of a past
Looks like tomorrow is coming on fast
Ain't complaining 'bout what I got
Seen better times, but who has not?
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Dr_dudley
Hi, hello, how are ya? Why don't ya'll set down?
I'll allow that it's quite late for me, but i'm so nonplussed someone
actually took the trouble to read this stuff, i've got to respond in
some manner.
On Jun 23, 9:18 pm, Janice <jan...@dixoncreekstudio.com> wrote:
> On Jun 20, 5:38 am, Dr_dudley <dud...@cloud9.net> wrote:
>
> > B: (of the 7? outtakes from "Hearts of Fire", i've selected #2; at the
> > end bob says "That sounded pretty good")
>
> Have I mentioned that the one thing I loved about that movie was that
> t-shirt he wore?
> Mega Maxi Million U.
>
Not until now i guess. I don't get the reference, elucidate if you
wish.
> > Of course, sacred and profane, mircea and eliade, the question in our
>
> Eliade Mircea is an interesting reference. In the final concensus, he
> tended to long for the past.
>
I knew a professor (he might've liked my looks but i think not) who
studied under Eliade (i think at the University of Chicago). He got me
to read Eliade's "The Sacred and the Profane", which informs my quasi-
intellectual mind to this day. There is also his "theory" of the Myth
of the Eternal Return which is not foreign to me, and which is echoed
elsewhere.
Why the final consensus of longing for the past is a negative escapes
me. See also my fondness for the Original Carter Family.
> > The woman that I love she got a hook in her nose
> > Which leads us to a furthur quandary: Is bob here declaring his love
> > for bob, that is, the woman in him that makes him want to play this
> > 06_Ugliest Girl In The World
>
> Reminds me of the line, "God knows you ain't pretty"
>
> I remember when, for years, besides people generally hating and
> criticizing his voice and his attitude, there were also constant
> attacks on his appearance, including his hook nose and his hair. So,
> do you think he is thrilled by this last decade or so of mainstream
> acceptance and veneration... or is he too burned to care?
>
> Or maybe, like the Native American casinos, revenge is sweet when the
> money is good?
>
I have nothing to add to your commentary on this; i find the "hook in
her nose" an object to examine, turning it around like a child's toy.
Yr reference to "God Knows" leads me to this:
}
God knows it's fragile,
God knows everything,
God knows it could snap apart right now
Just like putting scissors to a string.
{
> > And of course we all know, it was bob's expressed intent to follow Pat
> > Boone.
>
> Ahh... I get it. You're joshin' us, this is a parody of a post.
>
One time ago i wrote a poem that was based on another poem. Someone
suggested it was a "parody". I replied that it was an "homage".
In this post, there's little that i wrote. I took a buncha stuff, put
it in a box, and rearranged it.
> > Closing the recording, bob's own composition "Rank Strangers to Me",
>
> I looked it up, because I always wondered at the phrasing, and
> according to the Online dictionary, "rank" strangers are "complete &
> absolute" strangers (not smelly or offensive, tho' that might also
> apply). A sad state of affairs.
>
I'd never concerned myself with the "rank". Somehow i grasped it
without knowing.
> > So forget the clenched young scholars who analyze his rhymes into
> > dust. Remember that he gave us voice. When our innocence died forever,
> > Bob Dylan made that moment into art. The wonder is that he survived.
>
> I think, dudley, we all long for the meaningful, and the music has
> always held potential, Bob's in particular. Whatever drives us to
> seek and solve the Mystery often drives us to Bob, at least for a
> while. Bob has nothing to do with it, actually. He just accepted the
> gig. In retrospect, d'you suppose he'd do it all over again?
>
Of course. He'd have no choice.
}
Well, if I had to do it all over again,
Babe, I'd do it all over you.
{
Just remember that the "So forget the clenched young fists" is
somebody else's words; i just copped to 'em.
> > In some ways i miss the elden Times, in the days of old when we dug up
> > the gold.
>
> Stake my future on a hell of a past
> Looks like tomorrow is coming on fast
> Ain't complaining 'bout what I got
> Seen better times, but who has not?
>
Even more than "It's all good", i hear those words to this day.
The lateness of the hour might've caused me to misWrite, but generally
i stand by this post.
Think i'll just let the mystery be.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nlaoR5m4L80
dudely,
dudley
> ~`~
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Janice
> On Jun 23, 9:18 pm, Janice <jan...@dixoncreekstudio.com> wrote:
> > > B: (of the 7? outtakes from "Hearts of Fire", i've selected #2; at the
> > Have I mentioned that the one thing I loved about that movie was that
> > t-shirt he wore?
> > Mega Maxi Million U.
> Not until now i guess. I don't get the reference, elucidate if you
> wish.
If I remember the film correctly, Bob plays a chicken farmer (or
something equally humble and ordinary). He was craggy-looking, aged,
worn and torn -- an over-the-hill rock star. At some point in the
film, he wears this black or navy shirt (my memory for some reason
sees a t-shirt, but it may have been a hoody sweatshirt), and in large
letters on the front it reads:
MEGA
MAXI
MILLION
U.
And while the movie struggled through its paces, that shirt stood out
(for me) as Bob's definitive comment on the 80's and perhaps on his
life... Here is the privileged & elite school of famous hard knocks
with graduate degrees earned in too much money, too much fame, too
much leisure time, too many drugs -- and all that, plus some dirt and
a hay bale, will get you a chicken farm, if you're lucky.
That may or may not have been Bob's intention, but it was my
perception and it delighted me. I thought it was brilliant. I've
only seen that t-shirt one other time, years later, worn by some kid
computer hacker. Every time anyone mentions this movie, I wax
eloquent about that shirt, hoping someone else will remember it and
share my enthusiasm. Never happens.
> > Eliade Mircea is an interesting reference. In the final consensus, he
> > tended to long for the past.
>
> Why the final consensus of longing for the past is a negative escapes
> me. See also my fondness for the Original Carter Family.
Actually, I did not intend it as a judgement, negative or otherwise.
I was using the words of others who have read and studied him, and I
believe they meant it as a summary statement of his philosophy. In
philosophy and theology, that may or may not be enough to hold a
theoretcial position together.
However, that said, I think there is a distinct difference between
honoring the past and longing for the past. One will keep us in touch
with those things of meaning and value that define us as humans, the
other will drag at us and distract us and prevent us from becoming our
full potential. One understands the power of origination, the other
is filled with sentimentality and pain.
At least, that's how I see it. It can also make for some great love
songs.
> Think i'll just let the mystery be.
Today is the feast of John the Baptist, the prophet shouting in the
desert. On my more metaphorical and allegorical days, I have dabbled
with the idea that Bob is the reincarnation of the Baptist. Certainly
his head has been on a platter more than once.
> dudely,
> dudley
Hope I did not trample where I had no business to be... it did occur
to me you might have been talking to yourself (it's been known to
happen around here), and would not welcome my feedback. Thanks for
the response and patient clarification.
~`~
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